Sometimes I feel like i am leaving life behind My hands are moving faster than the movement of my mind Thoughts and generations of my dreams are yet unborn I hope that I will find them fore my moving gets too worn If only I could live to see the dawning of the dawn So we go on moving trying to make this image real Straining every nerve not knowing what we really feel Straining every nerve ending and everybody sees That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be And trying to avoid a taste of that reality On an early New York mornin a mirror in the hall Showed to me a face I didnt know at all Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide When I looked into the mouth there was nothing left inside So I walked into the little room and whistled like a sigh As dawn light closed around me my head was still in gear Thinking thoughts of playing more and singing loud and clear Trying to reach a friend somewhere and make that person smile Maybe pull myself away from that old lonesome mile That often comes to haunt me in the morning All my friends keep telling me that it would be a shame To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name But all I know is what I feel whenever Im not playin Emptiness aint where its at and neithers feeling pain Well now what is going to happen now is anybodys guess If I cant spend my time with love I guess I need a rest Time is getting late now and the sun is getting low My bodys getting tired of carryin anothers load And sunshines waiting for me a little further down the road https://youtube/watch?v=PcJwv7fL6MU
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 04:28:09 +0000
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