No Name Lane

I woke up in a No Name Lane in a valley of green
A silver teardrop rolling from my cheek
I never had a reason to feel so relieved
Standing on a hilltop waiting for a break in the cloud
Waiting for my luck to turn around
Well I take a little break from the static of the crowd
Tall ships pitch and spin
Clouds come rolling in a line on the heaving horizon
There’s never going to be a better time to say
I’ll be out of my head when the ship comes in
A tender resignation from the human race
Left without a shadow of a doubt
Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace
Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace
Let the money go cold
Only ashes of a story begging to be told
Well I woke up in a No Name Lane in a valley of green
A baby boy there bouncing on my knee
I never had a reason to feel so relieved
Standing on a hilltop waiting for a break in the cloud
Waiting for my luck to turn around
Take a little break form the static of the crowd
Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace
I’ll be out of my head when your ship comes in