In The Cool

I'm not a hero, not a saint
I'm just a fever trying to cool it through the bedlam days
I'm not leading or misled
I'm just tumbling through the sun heels over head

But in the cool there's a place I'd lay away the day
And forsake all the hours unkind
When the moon melts the sun
Take my dreams and let 'em run
And roll all this heartache down to none

Road I travel, high and low
If that's the way I go
And I've been fighting, and I am sore
I'm just an accidental soldier in a private war

But in the cool there's a place
I'd lay away the day
And forsake all the hours unkind
When the moon melts the sun
Take my dreams and let 'em run
And roll all this trouble down to none