All along the way.
Up and down the sides.
Counting the days.
Ducking the horseflies.
Trying to take.
Who ain't been had?
But now I'm far away.
Only god knows where I'm going.
Half full of shame.
So let down.
You're giving an inch
And I'm taking a mile.
You're going up.
I'm coming down.
For the last time through this world...
I hit the streets. Started fucking around.
Hanging with people I didn't even know.
Going sin for sin and pound for pound.
Seven years of it. And I know those years are showing.
My clothes were rags. My cash was blown.
Looking like PigPen, thin as a bone.
Thinking it'll clear, then it starts to pour.
I'm loaded with a grudge to bear.
And I ain't afraid to use it.
Now the mood swings like a hammock
Tied to the rung of a ladder about to bust.
In and out of perihelion on a clean shot round the sun.
The nebulas break on the rocks
Between the shit creek and the stars.
But soon I'm gonna fall in you arms.
Deep way in back.
Alone and round a moonlit, endless trip.
You're strafing Main St.
On your 7th sin with nothing to hold you
From doing it again.
One more time with no emotion.
Up from the bottom
To the top of the hemisphere.
Round the arctic circle.
Above and below.
Twirling through the white light. Whole.
But I dont know how much more it will take.
I'll build a tower of twigs
To the second to Last of the Month-Club
We're careening straight for the sunlight.
From the peaks of Egypt to the lonely towns.
Up and down we're rising and in retrograde for months.
Between the shit creek and the stars.
But soon I'm gonna fall in your arms
Deep way in back. Alone and round
A moonlit, endless...trip...