Concerning the Horizon - Live

You hold up the walls
I walk the halls for the day
You look across the water and the waves
And I walk home in the rain

You always said there was something funny about me

Well, I often feel warm there, standing in the cold air
With no path and no horizon
About as hard as it gets

Out there on the corner, I feel much like a foreigner
Though we spoke the same language
And smoked the same cigarettes
You were always talking about fighting
And my eyes were always on the horizon

Lately, doesn't care about love
So I can never show

Don't give me the ball
I'm the only one won't score a goal

You've always said that I act very old

Though I often feel warm there, standing in the cold air
With no path and no horizon
About as hard as it gets

Out there on the corner, I feel much like a foreigner
Though we spoke the same language
And smoked the same cigarettes
You were always talking about fighting
And my eyes were always on the horizon