I know a worn out beaten down man without much of a plan walkin without command and a sore broken heart nothing came easy for this man moved out at 15 chasing no dream just chasing what gets him high So many nights spent on the porch singing Dylan songs trying to escape with just one more trip to take My dear friend it's raining and raining inside of your head but there's sunshine ahead let's dry off and put those songs to bed it's time to live your life again He's got no reason to pretend he'll follow any trend the rules he seems to bend he's got clouds in his brain cigarette hanging from his lip the everlasting trip the smoke that sank the ship he's chasing what gets him high So many nights spent on the porch singing Dylan songs trying to escape with just one more trip to take My de