How Many Roads

From Old Soul

Here's a song from my album Old Soul. Recorded today.

You want my address?
Here's how to spell my name.
But you should mail your mess
To someone who feels the same.
Me? I'm going to throw my boots
At your soul police,
Because I'm saving my message
For those who seek release.

How many roads?
How many sleepless nights?
How many shattered dreams,
Before we reach the light?
All these songs,
All these memories.
How much compassion will you spare,
For those who grieve?
How many roads?

Kristen walked in through my kitchen door.
She said: 'I'm seeking romance, and there's one thing more..
I've got to find a way, to even the score...
And save those children from the war next door."

How many roads?
How many sleepless nights?
How many shattered dreams,
Before  we reach the light?
All these songs, these songs,
Are filled with memory,
How much compassion will you spare,
For those who grieve?
How many roads?

I said: Kristen, I saw a girl out on the corner,
She looked a lot like you.
With her golden curls,
And her eyes cold steel blue.
She called me, she said:
"Hey Mister, I know one thing that is true.
Hold onto your heart when love come through."

How many roads?
How many sleepless nights?
How many shattered dreams,
Before we reach the light?
All these songs, these songs
All these memories.
How much compassion will you spare,
For those who grieve?
How many roads?

Now she sits waiting for the night,
Wondering how this all will end.
Loved by an enemy,
Or betrayed by a friend.
Fractured by confusion,
Left wandering in the dark,
Or freed of all illusion,
Just following the spark.
Just following the spark.
Just follow the spark.

How many roads?
How many sleepless nights?
How many shattered dreams,
Before we reach the light?
All these songs, these songs,
All these memories.
How much compassion will you share,
With those who grieve?
How many roads?