In the Van Again

Another year I抦 here, unload the gear.
There抯 a health food restaurant over there.
The sound抯 check抯 now but no one cares.
Hey what time are we on stage?
The trailer抯 like a puzzle packed.
With T-shirts, drums, and all our crap.
We take it back.
It抯 a science the third day.
Now we pack the gear, we抮e out of here.
It抯 a 14 hour drive but no one抯 sleeping.
Say your good-byes and then we抮e in the van again.
Relationships we抮e on the phone.
The autobahn抯 our second home.
I know those roads, from Berlin to Rome.
Like 80 in the states.
And I love this city ad I抎 love to stay but at 12 o抍lock we抮e o our way.
I抣l be back again in early May 'cause we just got added dates.
I抳e traded in the university for this back seat and poverty.
But this whole time I felt so free and learned more in the end.
And winter has passed but we made it through.
Don抰 tell me about paying dues.
And if you paid, then you抣l know too.
You抣l end up doing it again and again and again.