From the recording Where The Dreamers Go
Lyrics
Contrived
Well I’m bussin’ down a western stretch
At night and with the window down
The red light in the distance
Is a blur
I’m in no condition
To argue with myself
Or anyone else
Who might have the urge
I am contrived
Like that poor old shadow
Resigned to live
In conditions unkept
My children will know
The lengths I will go
The lengths I will go
Some say this desert
Is a whole lot of nothing
Some will say
Any old thing
But tonight
I am filled with wonder
Where are the rhymes
That will set me free
I am contrived
Like that poor old shadow
Resigned to live
In conditions unkept
My children will know
The lengths I will go
The lengths I will go