:cool: A special song for my 500th post...
Bright Eyes - 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
until it falls all around us like a cold steady rain
just stay in when it's lookin' this way
the moon's layin' low in the sky
forcin' everythin' metal to shine
an' the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case
they argue walk this way, no walk this way
and laura is asleep in my bed
as I'm leavin' 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 playin' guns in the street
and one's pointin' his tree-branch at me
so I put my hands up, 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 land-locked blues
they will pass away like a slow parade
it's leavin' but I don't know how soon
the world's 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 I'm always pacin' around or walkin' away
I'm drinkin' the ink from my pen
and I'm balancin' history books up on my head
and it all boils down to one quotable phrase
if you love somethin' 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 don't walk away, don't walk away
we made love on the livin' room floor
with the noise in the background from a televised war
and in that deafening pleasure, I thought heard someone say:
if we walk away, they'll walk away
but greed is a bottomless pit
and our feedom's a joke, or just takin' a piss
and the whole world must watch the sad comic display
if you're still free, start runnin' away
cos we're comin' for ya
I've grown tired of holdin' this pose
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
so I'm makin' a deal with the devils of fame
sayin' let me walk away, please
you'll be free child, once you have died
from the shackles of language and measurable time
and then we can trade places, play musical graves
til they walk away, walk away, walk away
so I'm up at dawn, puttin' on my shoes
I just wanna make a clean escape
I'm leavin' but I don't know where to
I'm leavin' but I don't know where to
:dozey: no encore, goodnight y'all :snore: