And I go down, and up, and up, and down
When I see you…
And life it seems to be the way it is and it’s not goin anywhere it’s just gonna sit right here.
Like when I sit, here as an old and feeble man, I will be lying near my grave, thinking of my younger days.
And I will sing, to eve, the mother of us all, and I will curse her thieving name for the ever present fall
Like when I fall, to earth after being so damn high. I was flying up in April, shot dead by July.
So cry me a river so I can float away, I will wash up on a beach where I can settle with my brain
To get it all thought out, the way I need to go but there’s just two ways you can go when you are standing on the shore
So I will cry, as well, and drown out the land, til I have no other choice but to swim into your hands
So the rest of the world will be washed out from our tears, leavin only us, leavin no more fears
So I will stick to this road, the only one I know. It will bring me to this place, that I’ve been callin home And the drive might not be long to get there, but there’s a weight to the road, and a pressure to the years.