One Foot In Front of the Other

If you walk away, I walk away
First tell me which road you will take
I don't wanna risk our paths crossing someday
So, you walk that way
I'll walk this way

The future hangs over our heads
And it moves with each current there
Until it falls all around us like a cold steady rain
Just stay in when its 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's asleep in my bed
As I'm leaving, she wakes up and says
I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave
Baby, don't go away, come here

There's kids playin' guns in the street
And one's pointing 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 landlock blues
It will pass away like a slow parade
It's leaving but I don't know how soon

The world's got me dizzy again
You think after twenty-two years I'd 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 all freedom's a joke
We're just taking a piss
And the whole world must watch the sad comic display
If you're still free start running away
'Cause we're coming for ya!

I've grown tired of holding this pose
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, and measurable time
And then we can trade places
Play musical graves
'Til then walk away, walk away, walk away

So, I'm up at dawn
Puttin' on my shoes
I just wanna make a clean escape
I'm leaving, but I don't know where to
I'm leaving, but I don't know where to



Credits
Writer(s): Maury Laws, Jules Bass
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