Before riding the skies above You should worry 'bout carrying that load There should be some things to do before you leave this hell When the train of thought is leaving I'll be ready to get off this feeling The wild beat is changin' into a damn sweet song Maybe if you search you can find Your own private paradise Maybe if search you can find The peace of your soul is gonna be yourself When the train of thought is leaving I'll be ready to get off this feeling The wild beat is changin' into a damn sweet song