When the western winds blow
I'm gonna pack my bags and go
Save what's left of my soul
Freedom on the open road
I'm out of the storm, on an open road
With a head full of thunder & a heart full of ghosts
Not the same I was before
Storm's lasted too long
Tired of those old games
Gonna try and find another way
When the western winds blow
I'm gonna pack my bags and go
Save what's left of my soul
Find freedom on that open road
Gonna leave it all behind
Gonna ride hard till dark
The straight path was lost
Among countless storms
Gave the Devil his cut
Gave those Angels their share
And I'm taking a different road
Cause I'll never be the same
Got a roadmap in my hand
I'm gonna follow that Blackstar
Gonna live like I'm alive
Gonna make it right this time
A toast for lost loves
A toast for old friends
No longer confused
I'm no stranger to the Blues
Gave the Devil his cut
Gave those Angels their share
Burned for my Art
Shattered my soul a million times
The gates here are all closed
The bridges are all burned
Gonna take a different road
One straight to the Gods
With glitters of ashes
In the skin of darkness
With nights that flame with fire