Catch me longing for the sound Of those last few winters The thrills of Crawford County lines To keep us in Talk of things worth hanging on to And if I had to explain it Well I wouldn't know where to begin So I'll dodge the end Try to stay grateful, and sincere Hold on to all fleeting years Find the meaning in some shouted words And power chords Call it when you see the ride We'll stay true forever With better things unfolding there So, tear it apart And on the way back down We'd sing together As it gets harder to see a life much better than this I'd like to stay grateful, and sincere Hold on to all fleeting years But could I fall in love With some shouted words Still be awe-struck by power chords Till I'm face down Not facing where I've been but where I'm going Not facing where I've been but where I'm going An uncertain future built with mortar and bricks Or underground picks So I may have nothing but nothing's got nothing on me We may have nothing but nothing's more than we'd ever need But do you still feel it when lights go down and strings ring out Don't say it was nothing when it meant the world to me Was it more than just a song, was it more than heartfelt To some it meant nothing but it means the world to me