From the recording The Process Of
Lyrics
Jack was born in a rail boxcar
Don't you wonder how he got so far?
Every day trains sped through the land
Like spiders across the stars
Gary was born in a cave in the North Cascades
Not a soul around, oh lonely heartache
So he read about the monk who got too drunk
And chased the moon into a lake
They had nowhere to go but everywhere
Nowhere to go but everywhere
They had nowhere to go but everywhere
Nowhere to go
Allan was born in the streets at dawn
And like the city he never slept
A boy in everyone else's eyes
He howled at the moon and then he wept
Gary said forget the car
'We'll hike in till we've gone too far'
And Jack just said what went through his head
The story flowed out like the riverbed
They had nowhere to go but everywhere
Nowhere to go but everywhere
They had nowhere to go but everywhere
Nowhere to go
And Dean was the man you wanted to be
Strong as an ox, oh handsome for the ladies
Was that his real name or did Jack make up this whole damn, this whole damn game?
They had nowhere to go but everywhere
Nowhere to go but everywhere
They had nowhere to go but everywhere
Nowhere to go
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