Like a strip of light cutting through the crack in the shade I come alive just before the morning break Try to make sense, get a little wider view If this is everything, then I've got nothing to lose Lonely, baby Low down, crazy Wild but never free I keep chasing White lines on pavement Looking for something concrete Think that I just might get myself back to the lake Wash myself clean or try to find another mistake With nothing left to give and even less to take I'll be singing in the service on Sunday to remember my name Lonely, baby Low down, crazy Wild but never free I keep chasing White lines on pavement Looking for something concrete Lonely, baby Low down, crazy Wild but never free I keep chasing White lines on pavement Looking for something concrete