Sep 20, 2005 02:25
There's a year of city lights behind me
there's a river on my mind.
There's a breeze that keeps on blowing me
further up on this coastline.
There's an angel on the sidewalk
I gotta wonder where she's been
cause these streets don't lead to heaven
and no one else will let her in.
You can save your soul
but I'd rather run with mine
and see I don't get old before my time.
but if you can't believe,
well at least you can't ignore
there's beauty in this life so insecure.
Sometimes I go walking
and from my view of 95
I try to see the world from miles away
that's how I keep myself alive.
And in the distance it looks better,
but in the dark its all the same
if there's a need I'll keep on driving
but I won't go back from where I came.
You can save your soul
but I'd rather run with mine
and see I don't get old before my time.
but if you can't believe,
well at least you can't ignore
there's beauty in this life so insecure.