| Lyrics: | On the black rock is where i spend my time
writing a memory or writing a rhyme
thinking
about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where i like to go
After a long night
comin home from MY show
thats where i write my song all day long
the black
rock
Sometimes, i just look around
taking the feeling coming out from the
ground
thats just something i do sometimes
and then i just come out the door
taking the
wind coming off of the shore
and thats just what im doing tonight
On the black rock is
where i spend my time
writing a memory or writing a rhyme
thinking about what is right or
wrong
On the black rock is where i like to go
After a long night comin home from the
show
thats where i write my song all day long
the black rock
When you are on your
own
not speaking out is like fighting alone
and that is the worst damn way to fight
and
when you are scared no more
you reach your hand out and just open the door
and thats just
what I'm doing tonight
On the black rock is where i spend my time
writing a memory or
writing a rhyme
thinking about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where i like to
go
After a long night comin home from MY show
thats where i write my song all day
long
the black rock
About a one, maybe two, three, four, five years ago
Oh when I
lived my days full of confusion, as you know
This comes and goes
But it leaves me upset all
the time
Oh i was ready to do anything that was wrong
And I was looking for an answer, to
just one of these questions here
So I went to this river side, to find me head so clear
And
I saw this old man, sitting on a big black rock (black rock)
I said what's your name...he said
i'm old man tim |
