Roll Along


Sometimes - but most in autumn - it gets hard to sing in key

Strumming your guitar is more a habit than a pleasure

Everything sounds flat your voice won't carry anywhere

Your witty words have fled like frightened finches


(You're) abandoned at a crossroads with your song and your guitar

You can see where things are going but refuse to play along


But don’t you turn around resentful

Never long for home

We’re breathing love

We’re breathing life

We’re breathing freedom


Roll along roll along

We are loud and we're defiant

We are wheezing but still breathing

We are jugglers we

Roll along roll along

We are loud and we're defiant

We are wheezing but still breathing

We are jesters we

Roll along

Roll along roll along roll along


You (can) hide in bars and taverns in glitter and conceit

Sedate your sensibility – your power and your weakness

Then paint a happy face and dance around with other clowns

A-blinded by the spots and by the footlights


But nothing gets created there and nothing is revealed

Your merriment is echoing the hollowness within you

To rebels and to poets I shall now propose a toast

I hum of love

I sing of life

I cheer for freedom


Roll along roll along

We are loud and we're defiant

We are wheezing but still breathing

We are jugglers we

Roll along roll along

We are loud and we're defiant

We are wheezing but still breathing

We are jesters we

Roll along

Roll along roll along roll along


Roll along roll along

We are loud and we're defiant

We are wheezing but still breathing

We are jugglers we

Roll along roll along

We are loud and we're defiant

We are wheezing but still breathing

We are jesters we


Roll along