O.A.R. (Of A Revolution) - Black Rock

Black Rock

The bla ck rock is where I spend my time
Writing a memory or writing a rhyme
Thinking a bout wha t is right or wrong
On the bla ck rock is where I like to go
After a long night coming home from a show
And tha ts where I write my song, a ll da y long, the bla ck rock
Sometimes I just look a round to ta ke in the feeling coming out from the ground
But tha ts just something I do sometimes
And then I just step out the door to ta ke in the wind coming off of the shore
And tha ts just wha t Imdoing tonight
The bla ck rock is where I spend my time
Writing a memory or writing a rhyme
Thinking a bout wha t is right or wrong
On the bla ck rock is where I like to go
After a long night coming home from a show
And tha ts where I write my song, a ll da y long, the bla ck rock
And when you a re on your own, not spea king out is like fighting a lone
And tha t is the worst da mn wa y to fight
And when you a re sca red no more, rea ch your ha nd out a nd just open the door
And tha ts just wha t Imdoing tonight
The bla ck rock is where I spend my time
Writing a memory or writing a rhyme
Thinking a bout wha t is right or wrong
On the bla ck rock is where I like to go
After a long night coming home from a show
And tha ts where I write my song, a ll da y long, the bla ck rock