Back on the Track

Got to get back on the track
In line with what I know
Try to walk down the middle
Let it come and let it go

May you have a gentle road
Good friends along the way
Can I help you carry that load
Where we going anyway?

It's been a long time coming
May be a long time gone
Gonna keep on trying
I know we're gonna carry on

Can't say I missed the mist

I guess I passed on the past
The sailors were massed at the mast
The cops were bussed to the bust
You can muss my heir, if you must

'Who would have guessed?', said the guest
I confessed at the fest
Got lost in the lust,
Doesn't rhyme but it has a thrust

You like to be trussed, I trust
We've been dissed into the dust
I insist... I've got is sussed
You can muss my hair, if you must