(no subject)
One Foot in Front of the Other
If you walk away, I’ll walk away
First tell me which road you will take
I don’t wanna risk our paths crossing someday
So you walk that way, I’ll walk this way
The future hangs over our heads
And it moves with each current event
And how it falls all around us like a cold steady rain
Just stayin when it’s looking this way
The moons layin low in the sky
Forcing everything metal to shine
And the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case
They argue walk this way, no walk this way
Laura’s asleep in my bed
As I’m leaving she wakes up and says
I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave
Baby, don’t go away, come here.
And there’s kids playing guns in the street
Ones pointing his tree branch at me
I throw my hands up, I say, enough is enough
If you walk away I’ll walk away
(And then he shot me dead)
I’ve found a liquid cure
For my landlocked blues
And we’ll pass it away like a slow play
Its leaving but I don’t know how soon.
The world’s got me dizzy again
You’d think after twenty-two years I’d be used to the spin
And it only feels worse when I stay in one place
So I’m always pacing around or walking away
I’m drinking the ink from my pen
And I’m balancing history books up on my head
And it all boils down to one quotable phrase:
If you love something, give it away
And a good woman will pick you apart
A box full of suggestions for a possible heart
And you may be offended and you may be afraid
But don’t walk away, don’t walk away
We made love on the living room floor
With the noise in the background from a televised war
And in that defeaning pleasure I thought I heard someone say
If we walk away, they’ll walk away
But greed is a bottomless pit
And all freedom’s a joke we’re just taking a piss
And the whole world must watch the sad comic display
If you’re still free, start running away
I’ve grown tired of holding this pose
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
So I’m making a deal with the devils of fame
Saying let me walk away, please
You’ll be free child once you have died
From the shackles of language and measurable time
And we can trade places, play musical graves
Til then, walk away, walk away, walk away
So I’m up at dawn,
Putting on my shoes
I just want to make a clean escape
I’m leaving but I don’t know where to
I’m leaving but I don’t know where to.
by far my favorite bright eyes song.