intro he said i suffered from pavement rash ive been bent twisted spent de gigged flipped trapped and ba bapped but he said i never was so dug drunk in my whole life like i was with this here last gig you put me on he said it was rough it was gullah rough leave me a bible by the side of the road were gonna need us a message by the time we get to oswego 87 days and half my brain you know the road is long but im short and im still the same friends cant fit in front of me they spill out to the side but theyre here anyway were all here anyway ive been struttin around like the remedy the cure for the sore and the bored but i got something to say i think so anyway geter on quick before i stay im gonna need me a reason to leave by the end of the day maybe the next day slippin down fast down the side of a slope onto the next stop slap a high five as i go sure these nights are long but i keep myself strong only burning one end of the candle oh im gone im strange im a human parade i strain to remember it all and i know what i can handle but im toeing the line im toeing the line on the border of whats good and whats insane toeing the line testing every folded corner of my brain and if i want too much of life my heart will understand that im making the most of this great big grain of sand couple hundred years and a bottle of scope were gonna need a fresh buzz by the time we get to rome spot a mama cita by the side of the road you better get on board were gonna follow which way the winds blowin which way you goin you could help me to decide what to keep and what to leave behind out of all all this fruitful land and i run so excited all the time sometimes i fall but the more i look at you the less i need to understand the more i look at you the less i need to understand they tell me theres big mountains big time out here somewhere this big grain of sand is all i need all i know and all i have this is all i have and we might build ourselves something nice after all outta this grain of sand throw the other bags by the side of the road were moving much too fast and side by side we go find a 40 room with nothing on the walls were gonna fill it up nice were gonna paint it with conversation of our own creation my these walls are bare but i cant help but stare at all the fine folks filling up my eyes and im so thankful for this time oh i i hate to get all misty eyed but im toeing the line im toeing the line im toeing the line on the border of whats good and whats insane toeing the line testing every folded corner of my brain and if i want too much of life my heart would understand that im making the most of this great big grain of sand whoo im toeing the line on the border of whats real and whats insane toeing the line reaching out for all the kindness that remains and if i want too much of life my heart would understand im making the most of this great big grain making the most of this great big ol grain were making the most of this great big grain of sand this grain of sand