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
That touch the sun
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