This future unknown, an ambient affair We say a lot, the worst of our cares We added it up, and it's feeling like It's just a dream above that I know that we'll never really touch We're falling in time, falling in place But maybe, maybe, you'll say "You're one of the good ones", spent ten years walking over Falling for some slurred lines, some small-town rock & roller Darling you're a good one Spent ten years walking over Spinning all your crude lines on Some small-town rock & roller Don't say I didn't... And they follow the crowd and they sing every word They pass you forward, saying "what have you heard?" But you know that in time, deep in your core You'd shake in your boots, "Don't you know that that's love?" Darling you were the type, to be falling apart But guessing on the way back you felt it in your flooded mind Looked into the teared eyes, I say "you're important" You say "well that's something" Darling you're a good one Spent ten years walking over Falling for some crude lines Some small-town rock & roller Don't say I didn't warn you You're one of the good ones