Downtime

It’s gonna take a whole lot more
Than a cold beer, a cigarette
To shake off the lonely lows
That make up most of my days
It seems no matter what I try to do
To make it go away
It’s here to stay
Downtime
I headed out outta old Milwaukee
Must’ve been eight days ago
You know me, I’m packin' light
But my mind’s got a heavy load
People say I got it made
Guess it’s better they don’t know
About all of my
Downtime
Another four hundred miles
Another truck stop, another page
Another eight long hours, Lord
Before I hit that stage
Searchin' 'round tryin' to find
One goddamn familiar face
I can call mine
Downtime
It seems every part of me just knows what to do
But put 'em all together, Lord, and they ain’t got a clue
Well, downtime to think about
All the awful things I done
All this selfish livin', Lord
At the expense of everyone
And all the shit that she’s been through
So I can have my fun
Just me and my
Downtime
It’s funny how my own songs
Come back to haunt me every day
Proof I’ve been here before
And proof nothing’s changed
Still searchin' 'round
For that glimpse of life between all the pain
I call mine
Downtime
I pass a thousand churches, Lord
Of a thousand different names
Thinkin' if the good Lord
Adds to me any length of days
It wouldn’t do a damn thing
But make me find a thousand different ways
To spend all my
Downtime