The Long Haul

And I never hit the Spring so hard A new born song on an old guitar And I know what it means to be alive She drives me crazy in all kinds of ways Love kicked my head and took down my name What happened Here she comes There we go I feel so light and I move like a bird Hard as a rose sharp as a word I'm happy Here she comes There we go When I die Where I go I don't know Through the sky maybe down low Whichever is for real