Bright Eyes | Lyrics | Land Locked Blues

If you walk away, I'll walk away
First tell me which road you will take
I don't want to risk our past crossing some day
So you walk that way, I'll walk this way

And the future hangs over our heads
And it moves with each current event
Until it falls all around like a cold steady rain
Just stay in when it's looking this way

And the moon's laying low in the sky
Forcing everything metal to shine
And the sidewalk holds diamonds like the jewelry store case
They argue walk this way, now walk this way

And 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?

And there's kids playing guns in the street
And ones 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
From my landlocked blues
It'll pass away like a slow parade
It's leaving but I don't know how soon

And the world's got me dizzy again
You 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

And I keep drinking the ink form 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 will pick you apart
A box full of suggestions for your possible heart
But 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 background from a televised war
And in the deafening 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 'cause we're coming for you

I've grown tired of holding this post
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
So I'm making a deal with the devils of faith
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 grace
Till then walk away, 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