Calling it quits, another dead day in the city Where all the good things have come to pass Kid frightened, you've been Uptight and hold a fistfight in your mind Now she's headed for the quick fix, kicking fast
Well, I was moving on my toes When they were grooving in the street So I've been changing all my clothes For the slight chance we ought to meet
I'm walking on my knees planting weeds And seeing the forest for the trees My heart is thinning fast Or all of this will pass as her laugh Ricochets in my empty glass
I'm hating the season's changing colors The basic way it shifts so fine I've carved myself in stone And when they find my bones They'll decide I didn't try