Black Rock (Live)(By O.A.R.)
On that black rock is where I spend my time Writing that memory and writing a rhyme Thinking about what’s right or wrong On that black rock where I like to go After a long night coming home from my show That’s where I write my songs all day long A black rock, Maryland that is Sometimes, well I just look around To taking that feeling coming out from the ground Well that’s just something I do sometimes And then I just come out this door To taking that wind coming off of my shore And that’s just what we’re doing tonight, yeahhhh On the black rock is where I spend my time Writing that 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 coming home from my show That’s where I write my song all day long The black rock When you are on your own Not speaking out is like fighting alone That’s the worst damn way to fight And when you are scared no more Just reach your hand out, open my door That’s just what we’re doing tonight On the black rock is where I spend my time Writing that 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 coming home from my show That’s where I write my song all day long The black rock About one, maybe two, three, four five years ago When I lived my days full of confusion as you know This comes and goes but it leaves me upset all the time How I was ready to do anything that was wrong And I was looking for an answer to just one of these questions here So I went to this river side to find my head so clear And I saw this old man, sittin on a big black rock, I said what’s your name, He said I’m old man time And my son I’ve been waiting for you for long You say that I can see your paper, that are growing in you strong I can see that you’re hurt and I can see you’re so vain But you must listen to this thing I say and live through it all again You must lose that anger, lose all that hate, it ain’t gonna work no more I said this world is won by love, and absolutely nothing more So I lay down all my pain and I got rid of my hate And I love to get away and the black rock is where I’ll stay We all have a black rock, it’s in our mind and I go there all the time… It’s the black rock!