I’m cutting loose; I’m losing windows and halls
But now I’m 20 standing close to the wall
I’ll cut my loses, coming up can’t recall
There’s mothers praying, nobody’s staying
And will you come with me
I’d thought I’d seen it there was nothing to see
And will you call for me
I thought I’d seen it there was nothing to see
Forward moving forward, but nothing is found
Pointing fingers at the sky, and backs on the ground
And I can still remember living back in our town
Flowers pills and dollars bills when making that sound
And will you come with me
I thought I’d seen it there was nothing to see
And will you call with me
I thought I’d felt it there was nothing to see