If you walk away, I walk away
first tell me which road you will take
I dont want to 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
until it falls all around us, like a cold steady rain
just stay in when its lookin' this way.
The moon is laying low in the sky
forcing everything metal to shine
and the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewerly store case
they argue "walk this way, no walk this way."
Laura is asleep in my bed
as im leaving she wakes up and says
"I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave...
baby dont go away, come here."
Theres kids playing guns in the street
and ones pointing his tree branch at me
so I put my hands up, I say "enough is enough
if you walk away, i'll walk away."
(and then he shot me dead)
I found a liquid cure
for my landlock blues
it will pass away like a slow parade
it's leaving but I dont know how soon.
The worlds got me dizzy again
you'd think after 22 years i'd be used to the spin
and it only feels worse when i stay in one place,
so im always pacing around or walking away.
Im drinking the ink from my pen
and im balancing history books up on my head
and it all boils down to one quotable phrase
"if you love something give it away."
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 dont walk away, dont walk away.
We made love on the livingroom floor
with the noise in the backround from a televised war
and in that deafening pleasure I thought I heard someone say
"if we walk away they'll walk away."
Well greed is a bottomless pit
and our freedoms 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.
(cause' we're coming for you)
I've grown tired of holding this pose
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
So im making a deal with the devils of fame
saying "let me walk away, please."
You will be free child once you have died
from the shackles of language and measurable time
and then we can trade places, play musical graves
till they walk away, walk away, walk away.
So im up at dawn, puttin on my shoes
I just want to make a clean escape
Im leaving but i dont know where to
Im leaving but i dont know where to.
thats the way it works
one foot in front of the other.
and then put another foot infront of that.
put one foot on
put another foot on
put another foot on
and youre on
the drug train
and that makes me think
that not all steps forward are good
I put one foot in front of the other and I ended up here!
And I like it!
Sab! I think you're funny!
what's it to you?