Robbie Robertson. How To Become Clairvoyant. When The Night Was Young. Zeneszám

We headed straight south in a sundown light
On highway sixty one through the delta night
We shared the back roads with card sharks and grifters
Tent show evangelists and Luke the Drifter

What is lost? What is missing?
What's been gone way too long?

We had dreams when the night was young
We were believers when the night was young
We could change the world, stop the war
Never seen nothing like this before
But that was back when the night was young

Sign reads 'God Bless America', guns and ammo
I'm not sure that's what it means
Sign reads 'Repent, the end is near'
I'm not sure that's what we need

Get your heart beating in the right direction
That's when you make a real connection

We had dreams when the night was young
We were believers when the night was young
We could change the world, stop the war
Never seen nothing like this before
But that was back when the night was young

Now Andy Warhol's in the hotel lobby
He's waiting for the late night muse
But she won't be back before morning
She's gone downtown to hear some blues

Like the sun rising out of the sea
It's how you embrace the mystery

We had dreams when the night was young
We were believers when the night was young
We could change the world stop the war
Never seen nothing like this before
But that was back when the night was young

We had dreams when the night was young
We were believers when the night was young
We could change the world stop the war
Never seen nothing like this before
But that was way back when the night was young