On the black rock is where i spend my time
writing a memory or writing a rhyme
thinking about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where i like to go
After a long night comin home from our show
thats where i write my song all day long
the black rock

Sometimes, i just look around
taking the feeling coming out from the ground
thats just something i do sometimes
and then i just come out the door
taking the wind coming off of the shore
and thats just what im doing tonight

On the black rock is where i spend my time
writing a memory or writing a rhyme
thinking about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where i like to go
After a long night comin home from the show
thats where i write my song all day long
the black rock

When you are on your own
not speaking out is like fighting alone
and that is the worst damn way to fight
and when you are scared no more
you reach your hand out and just open the door
and thats just what I'm doing tonight

On the black rock is where i spend my time
writing a memory or writing a rhyme
thinking about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where i like to go
After a long night comin home from MY show
thats where i write my song all day long
the black rock

On the black rock, where i spend my time
Writing down memories or writing the rhymes
Thinking about..
Whats right or wrong.

On the black rock, where I like to go.
After that long night coming home from my show.
and thats where I wrote my songs
All day long the black rock
Maryland that is.

Sometimes well I just look around
Taking in that feeling coming up from that ground.
Well thats just something I do sometimes.
Ey Ey Eyeah
And then I, Just come out my door
To Taking that wind coming off from my shore.
And thats just.. what we're doin tonight. Yeeeah!

On the Black Rock
Where I spend my time.
Writing down memories or writing a rhyme.
Thinking about what is right or wrong.

On the Black Rock, where i like to go.
After that long night coming home from my show.
thats where I wrote my song.

(phatty guitar solo)

When you are.. on your own.
Not speaking out, is like.. fighting alone.
And that is the worst damn way we can fight.
When you are..scared no more!
Reach your hand out, come to my door.
And thats what we're doin tonight! Yeeeeah!

On the Black Rock
Where I spend my time.
Writing down memories or writing a rhyme.
Thinking about what is right or wrong.

On the Black Rock, where i like to go.
After that long night coming home from my show.
thats where I wrote my life.
I did it on the black rock.

One, maybe two, three, four, five, years ago.
Til today, surrounded by many
But many nights spent all alone.
I know that it sounds like complainin
You can trust me, I do it all the time.
You can run just as fast as you want to,
But your stuck with yourself all the time.
I can run as fast as I want to,
But im stuck inside my mind!
So I do or did what I may or I might not
Im gettin kind of tired, television mad.
Don't tell me who to love.
Don't tell me who to hate.
I'd rather live my life blind,
And not see a thing at all.
These color, they confuse me all the time.
Thats why in my dream
I live it mighty good
Im a prince, Im a king, Im a warrior!
And im doin things right... all the time.
Til this one night, I found an old man,
Sitting on a big black rock.
Got a beard growin down to his knees.
Wisdom is spoked, knowledge he breathed!

I asked him, whats your name?
He said im old man time.
And my son, well ive been waiting for you so long!
Well i can see your in pain.
and I know that theres something wrong.
I know you have been angry.
and I know you've seen hate.
but you gotta dig deep to the heaven above.
sit, learn, and create.

You gotta lose all your anger,
lose all your hate.
I aint gonna work no more.
I wish the world was run by love.
And absolutely nothing more.
Lay down all my pain!
I got rid of my hate!
And now im just chillin on a big black rock,
For the rest of my life,
This is where i'll stay.
We all have a black rock,
In our mind.
And I go there all the time.
Its the black rock!