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 want to risk our paths crossing some day



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 around like a cold, steady rain



Just stay in when it's looking this way



The moon's laying low in the sky



Forcing everything metal to shine



And the sidewalk holds diamonds, like a jewelry store case



They argue, "Walk this way, no, walk this way"



Laura's asleep in my bed



As I'm leaving she wakes up and says



"I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave



Baby, don't go away, come here"



There's kid's playing guns in the street



And one's 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 he shot me dead



I found a liquid cure



For my land locked blues



It will pass away, like a slow parade



It's leaving 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 pacing around or walking away



I'm drinking the ink from my pen



And I'm balancing history books up on my head



But it all boils down to one quotable phrase



"If you love something, give it away"



A good woman would pick you apart



A box full of suggestions for your 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 living room floor



With the noise in the background from a televised war



And in that defeating pleasure, I thought I heard someone say



"If we walk away, they'll walk away"



But greed is a bottomless pit



And our freedom's 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



'Cuz we're coming for ya



We're gonna read them out



I've grown tired of holding this pose



I feel more like a stranger each time I come home



So I'm making a deal with the devils of fame



Saying, "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



Tell them walk away, walk away, walk away



So I'm up at dawn putting on my shoes



I just want to make a clean escape



I'm leaving but I don't know where to



I know I'm leaving but I don't know where to