(Music: Nick Stika, Gordy Axt, Bruce Vander Schel, Sam Mullins Lyrics: Sam Mullins)

You come here looking for some light
To check your sense of wrong and right
I have no corner on the truth
No bits of wisdom for your use

I could spout philosophy
Like that famous King of Pain
We could pretend it’s poetry
for the hopelessly insane

This Song doesn’t matter
This Song will fade away
After it’s over the world will be the same

You come here hungry for advice
Willing to severe all your ties
But I’ll leave that to Abigail
And her clever sister Ann
It doesn’t take the brains at Yale
to see I have no master plan

This Song doesn’t matter
This Song will fade away
After it’s over the world will be the same

It’s only Rock’n’Roll they say
And I’m inclined to agree
You’re better off to hope and pray
Than to put your faith in me.

This Song doesn’t matter
This Song will fade away
After it’s over the world will be the same

(Music and Lyrics: John Abadi)

Two wheels speed down the canyon
Sharp sparks run over me
Up above black clouds are churning
Dead ahead I squint to see

Send me all of the wild men
Send me up through the ash
Send me far from my home where it rains

Hed Ray sends up a beacon
Golden girl she beckons me
A wild thing to taste of nature
Even so I’ll expect no gold

Send me all of the wild men
Send me up through the ash
Even she braves the wind and rain

Cover my bleeding hands
Baptize the wound at the river
Send me up.

Warm wind come rushing over
A young son rides his father’s back
Up a hill into a garden
May we all be so lucky.

Send me all of the wild men
Send me up through the ash
Send me far from my home where it rains