On the Run

It's Ash Wednesday in New Orleans
I'm waking up sober for the first time in two damn weeks
It could be frustration, could be this boring life that's leading me
That gets me saying, "Come on, baby; let's do something crazy!"

Here I am on this dead-end road again
Chasing answers through the dirty streets of New Orleans
I get fed up, turn to run, too late to stop, the damage done
I try to dig my heels in, but here I go again, I'm on the run
I'm on the run

It starts raining in The Quarter, but not enough
To clean the streets of Jackson Square nor the hippies with their long
Hairy situations chasing me down, I should have learned by now
I've been gone for so damn long I should never come around

Here I am on this dead-end road again
Chasing answers through the dirty streets of New Orleans
I get fed up, turn to run, too late to stop, the damage done
I try to dig my heels in, but here I go again, I'm on the run

My life like building blocks, construction to condemn
Build cathedrals in New Orleans to hold funerals in my head
And, these ghosts that haunt my Veaux Carre'
Won't let me leave this town
'Cause I cannot change my ways, no
I will not settle down

Here I am on this dead-end road again
Chasing answers through the dirty streets of New Orleans
I get fed up, turn to run, too late to stop, the damage done
I try to dig my heels in, but here I go again
I get fed up, turn to run, too late to stop, the damage done
Oh, here I go again
I'm on the run