Jefferson Airplane - Trial By Fire Lyrics

Gonna move out on the highway, make this moment last
'Till it closes with the future, blending with the past
Rollin' on and doin' fine, what do you think I see
That bony hand comes a beckonin', saying buddy come and go with me

That engine just ain't strong enough to get you round the turn
Lie on your back in the middle of a field
And watch your body burn
Don't try to tell me just who I am when
You don't know yourself
Spend half your time running out on the street
With your mind home on the shelf
Lookin' at me with your eyes so full of fire
Like you'd rather be seein' me dead
Lying on the floor with a hole in my face
And a ten gauge shotgun at my head

You can leave me here, but I won't tell
Things I know about you and know so well
The way you smile at me, try to set me free

Rollin' on, won't be long
I won't leave here till I sing this song