text: I landed on the silver lake
  Washed up and feeling blue
  Heard the sound of footsteps
  Drifting softly to the moon
  Looking for clear water
  I had to take control
  Out there in the wilderness
  Another bullet hole
  Playing it all for gods
  Yesterday
  Idaho, Idaho
  Theres a beauty on the road
  Every day, I look out on the bus
  Silver linings getting lost
  Floated out into the woods
  To hear the old elk call
  Touched a rainbow with my hands
  Im dry, I got em all
  Ride on, said the king of cool
  Youve got nothing to lose
  Tinseltown is down the road
  Its the bullet or the noose
  If youre playing it all for gods
  Far away
  Idaho, Idaho
  Theres a beauty on the road
  And every day, I look out of the bus
  Silver linings getting lost