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One Foot In Frunt Of The Other by Bright Eyes You walk away ill walk away
First tell me which road you will take
I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday
So you walk that way ill walk this way
The future hangs over our heads
And it moves with each current event
Until it falls all around us like a cold steady rain
Just stay in when it's looking this way
The moon's laying low in the sky
Forcing everything metal to shine
And the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case
They argue walk this way no walk this way
And Laura is asleep in my bed
As I'm leaving she walks up and says
" I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave
Baby don't go away come here�
And there's kids playing guns in the street
And ones pointin' his tree branch at me
So I put my hands up
I say “enough is enough
If you walk away I'll walk away�
And then he shot me dead!
I found a liquid cure
For my land locked blues
It will pass away like a slow parade
It's leaving but I don't know how soon
The worlds got me dizzy again
You'd think after 22 years id be used to the spin
And it only feels worse when I stay in one place
So I'm always pacing around or walking away
I'm drinking the ink from my pen
And I'm balancing history books up on my head
And it all boils down to one quotable phrase
“ If you love something give it away�
A good woman will pick you apart
A box full of suggestions for a possible heart
And you may be offended, and you may be afraid
But don't walk away don't walk away
We made love on the living room floor
With the noise in the background from a televised war
And in that deafening pleasure I thought I heard someone say
“If we walk away they'll walk away�
But greed is a bottomless pit
And our freedom's a joke
We're just talking a p**s
And the whole world must watch the sad comic display
If your still free start running away
Cuz they're coming for yeah
I've grown tried of holding this post
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
So I'm making a deal with the devils of fame
Saying let me walk away please
You'll be free child once you have died
From the shackles of language in measurable time
And then we can trade places play musical graves
Tell then walk away, walk away, walk away
So I'm up at dawn
Putting on my shoes
I just want to make a clean escape
I'm leaving but I don't know where to
I'm leaving but I don't know where to