Song Description

Man travels to father's place of birth to find his roots.

Lyrics

Street's empty, it's 5 a.m.
Sun's barely awake
Cool shadows and solitude
My companions in this strange landscape
A clear windshield's been my lookin' glass
Through sun and stars and highway grey
Now, cloudy memories have led me back
To these remnants of a an ancient day

I'm Time Travelin'
Unravelin' a smokey past
Time Travelin'
Down some old roads

Grass grows through the concrete steps
Paint's gone from the wood
Moss covers the crumblin' roof
There's a hole where the chimney once stood

Front door's just kinda hangin' there
Won't be needin' my key
Not sure what I'll find inside
Maybe ghosts who've been waitin' for me

To do some

Time Travelin'
Unravelin' a smokey past
Time Travelin'
Down some old roads

Just wanted to touch the place
Where the old man's world began
Maybe find a piece that gives a clue
To who I am

Glass shards and some blood red rust
Not much left to retrieve
I'll fill a pocket with memory's dust
And keep it close
And let it feed

My Time Travelin'
Unravelin' a smokey past
Time Travelin'
Down some old roads