Living alone, body shaking Cars outside They're singing their songs The candles wave And I get to thinking How people see things And deal with them In different ways
Trying to move forward Like a walk underwater Two steps back Like a walk through silent streets I've heard the word Guess I'm tired of trying Everybody I'm saying the 'pop' is gone
Fighting the fight With the waterline Catching breath And a dirty breeze What's been used up Has been more than needed One river rolling Two rivers going dry
I'm down Undone Down, undone then gone Being, beyond Soft hands