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Dewey Kincade: Vocals, guitars, mandolin and piano
Steve Sizemore: Percussion
Jeff Faith: Upright Bass
Morgan Brooks: Backing Vocals

Lyrics

I always was thrilled by the engine of the night,
How it silently rolled through everybody's mind,
During the day we were so paralyzed,
But we let that go and watch our memory unwind.
We were only children when we escaped into the night,
And wandered into the narrow edge of woods,
We were always frightened by what hid behind the dark,
We were always scared until we understood.

Take a little time, and you'll know it for sure,
Don't let your emotion be your slave,
Open up your mind, and let the madness slide on through,
And if you want to be free you ride the crest of the wave.

It took a little time to make it this far,
I always felt like I had been blessed,
I can't say that I made it without a scar,
Some people got hurt but I did my best,
I finally gave up playing hero,
No one wanted me to save their life,
No ain't gonna play the hero,
'Cause I'm really not that qualified.

Take a little time, and you'll know it for sure,
Don't let your emotion be your slave,
Open up your mind, and let the madness slide on through,
And if you want to be free you ride the crest of the wave.

Farewell yon children and feel free to look ahead,
Don't be afraid of when the madness burns,
I've got to learn to disappear into the ocean,
'Cause I've lost something that won't ever return.

Take a little time, and you'll know it for sure,
Don't let your emotion be your slave,
Open up your mind, and let the madness slide on through,
And if you want to be free you ride the crest of the wave.