Well there's one thing you can't lose
It's that feel
Your pants, your shirt, your shoes
But not that feel
You can throw it out in the rain
You can whip it like a dog
You can chop it down like an old dead tree
You can always see it
When you're coming into town
Once you hang it on the wall
You can never take it down

But there's one thing you can't lose
And it's that feel
You can pawn your watch and chain
But not that feel
It always comes and finds you
It will always hear you cry
I cross my wooden leg
And I swear on my glass eye
It will never leave you high and dry
Never leave you loose
It's harder to get rid of than tattoos

But there's one thing you can't do
Is lose that feel
You can throw it off a bridge
You can lose it in the fire
You can leave it at the altar
But it will make you out a liar
You can fall down in the street
You can leave it in the lurch
Well you say that it's gospel
But I know that it's only church

And there's one thing you can't lose
And it's that feel
It's that feel

Igazából teljesen mindegy, úgyis elmúlik. Amúgy kulcsszavakban megfogalmazva a közvetlenséget, a könnyedséget, a nevetést, az elengedést, az egyenességet, a keresést meg a nagy, tág tereket. Ezekből már világot lehet építeni.

Ja, és a dacot, mindennél jobban. Ha nem lenne, akkor valószínűleg én sem.

De. Illetve azért sem.

Rengeteg ilyen van, de semmit nem mond el rólam. Nem érdekel.

I'm gonna lay me down
In some dark and secluded town
Burn into the eversetting sun