When courage comes to you
You wouldnt keep her in a box
No you wouldnt keep your courage in a box
No you shouldnt keep your courage in a box
Such a rare, rare bird youll find
Wont flourish under lock
So you shouldnt keep your courage in a box
No, you shouldnt
And I can only guess just what I would do
If I didnt do this
And I didnt know you
They would eat me alive out there
I know it
And theres a point on this beaten track
When you cant get going
But you cant get back
And thats when
They would eat me alive out there
I know it now
Driving down these streets at night
All the houses on the side of the road
Silhouetted by the street lights
Like tomb stones
Silhouetted by the street lights
As tomb stones
And all them black holes
Humming and taking on matter
Up there in the night
So full up to the bring of nothing
And you know
Sometimes so am I