Well I tripped on a truth I wasn’t lookin’ to find, Spun a little sideways in the corners of my mind. Harp’s chasin’ shadows while the rhythm hits the rails, I’m talkin’ in circles just to outrun my own tales. Yeah the beat keeps grinnin’, But my feet keep spinnin’, And the whole damn night feels alive and unforgiven. But I’m learnin’ to lean On the in-betweens, Where the notes fall off And the heartbeat sings. So I backslide into the breakaway, Fall forward just to fall astray. Got a pocket full of nothin’, But it carries me anyway. Yeah I backslide into the breakaway, Where the crooked lines decide to stay, And the harp keeps talkin’ ’Til it blows my blues away. Well I danced with a doubt that was dressed like hope, Asked it for directions just to watch it elope. Guitar’s cuttin’ left while the bass swings right, And the drummer’s throwin’ punches in a lover’s fight. All the world’s mis-steppin’, But the groove’s still reppin’, And the pulse in my chest just refuses to lessen. Gotta trust that glide When the gears don’t slide, ’Cause the truth ain’t straight, But the road’s still wide. So I backslide into the breakaway, Fall forward just to fall astray. Got a pocket full of nothin’, But it carries me anyway. Yeah I backslide into the breakaway, Where the crooked lines decide to stay, And the harp keeps talkin’ ’Til it blows my blues away. Spin me in a circle, Shake me through the static, Trip me on a promise That was almost automatic. Let the harp find space In the cracks I made, Let the groove unravel Every debt I never paid. So I backslide into the breakaway, Lose the script but find the sway. Got a heart that stumbles honest Every single ragged day. Yeah I backslide into the breakaway, Where the wild notes love to stray, And the harp keeps laughin’ As it blows my blues away.
