driving around,
listening to Bob Seger songs
as if I were in a Bob Seger song.
I wanna go to a live show,
doesn't matter if it's magic,
I just want to feel the world
and know that it still exists.
all I have is four corners,
a can of tuna,
and a can of beets.
maybe a few C chords,
mixed with some G chords,
and a capo to plug up
a hole in hope.
this ain't my 85th rodeo,
for I have been here before,
but this time I will capture the all.