Catch me longing for the sound
Of those last few winters
The thrills of Crawford County lines
To keep us in
Talk of things worth hanging on to
And if I had to explain it
Well I wouldn't know where to begin
So I'll dodge the end
Try to stay grateful, and sincere
Hold on to all fleeting years
Find the meaning in some shouted words
And power chords
Call it when you see the ride
We'll stay true forever
With better things unfolding there
So, tear it apart
And on the way back down
We'd sing together
As it gets harder to see a life much better than this
I'd like to stay grateful, and sincere
Hold on to all fleeting years
But could I fall in love
With some shouted words
Still be awe-struck by power chords
Till I'm face down
Not facing where I've been but where I'm going
Not facing where I've been but where I'm going
An uncertain future built with mortar and bricks
Or underground picks
So I may have nothing but nothing's got nothing on me
We may have nothing but nothing's more than we'd ever need
But do you still feel it when lights go down and strings ring out
Don't say it was nothing when it meant the world to me
Was it more than just a song, was it more than heartfelt
To some it meant nothing but it means the world to me