I landed on the silver lake
Washed up and feeling blue
Heard the sound of footsteps,
Drifting softly to the moon
Looking for clear water
I had to take control
Out there in wilderness
Another bullet hole
Playing it all for gods
Yesterday
Idaho, Idaho
Theres a beauty on the road
And everyday I look out of the bus
Silver linings getting lost
Floated out into the woods
To hear the old elk call
Touched a rainbow with my hands
Im dry, I got em all
Ride on, said the king of cool
Youve got nothing to lose
Tinseltown is down the road
Its the bullet of the noose
If youre playing it all for gods
Far away
Idaho, Idaho
Theres a beauty on the road
And everyday I look out of the bus
Silver linings getting lost