The Great Unknown

The Great Unknown
In a little red world with a great red eye
Red iron rotting far below
In a red request from the Redmond guest
With a red will rolling towards the door
In a little green world with a green return
>From the canopy that you can�t see Under green cashmere where you hardly hear
All the green regrets from memory
With those tired eyes makeup and scars
Laughter and tears leave trails the same
With those tired arms pickup the night
Head back over to the West End
Watch those city lights by morning light
You can�t exchange your only fare
Only street cement knows where you went
No one would believe that you were there
It�s after hours you played the Plough
You saw everything from the stage
The smoke was loud the talk way proud
Running off an empty page
You find the key
You turn it on
Look forward to the hum of tires
You�re way out west
You�re on your own
You�re off to find the great unknown
In a little white world with a white roadside
And white stripes way on down the line
The great white hope
The great white lie
The great white markers of your time