I have not seen a combat zone, the old "kill or be killed"
But I have pitched a baseball game, possessed and iron-willed
Sometimes I seek to borrow, sometimes I seek to give
Sometimes I remember it, these many ways to live
And so I climb the wailing tree, and so I break the fence
And so I stomp a clutching hand and call it self defense
& where are you tonight then and have you found a way
or stumbled in a nursery rhyme to turn your colors gray
and any way you are my friend, anywhere you go
I will wait to hear from you, I'm the one who wants to know
Somehow it gets so bad sometimes, the good Lord notwithstanding
You'd seek to turn down that part, tomorrow keeps demanding
Drive your car into thin air, take those pills and let it be
Look to leave your life somewhere, join your mothers and go free
Who knows what's across that way, something better, something worse
& here's to finding love gone stray on a pregnant planet first
& where are you tonight then, in fever or in fold
Knowing no one knows like you the story to be told
any way you are my friend, any where you go
i will wait to hear from you, i'm the one who wants to know |