Jackson Browne

Gather your deeds and your possessions
Whatever certainty you've known
Forget your heroes
You don't really need those last few lessons
Stand in the open
The next voice you hear will be your own
Well alright, they knew how they could hurt you
And you let them cut you to the bone
But god forbid
You allow them to rid you of your virtue
Forget their laughter
The next voice you hear will be your own
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear will be your own
Throw down your truth and check your weapons
And don't look to see if you're alone
Just stand your ground
And don't turn around whatever happens
Don't ask directions
The next voice you hear will be your own
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear
The next voice you hear will be your own