Hang up the world ,
and take down my guitar,
pull a few strings,
walking to the center of the sky,
hang up the chaos,
and take down the moments,
I have to steal for me ,myself, and I,
a one man band ...

Pull some strings,
take the drain a little tighter,
warm the metal,
with the fires in my soul,
I will slay with the best any day of the week,

In my head,

the crowds scream my name,
my work is my play,
and I can run on an ocean ,
till the rain hits my face..

Hang up my guitar,
and bring out the hide a bed,
Hang up dreams,
time for sleep..

For another round.