I ran away I walked a fine line

Wasting time only to find

You were callin' I think finally

To remind me I am fine

What you are is what you see

And you see me and we can be

Something you can call real we are we are we are

Doing the best we can

Working without a plan

I'm beginning to understand

Its getting out of hand

I have seen these closing doors

I've woke up on this floor before

Picked it apart for hours and hours and hours

Of turning, tossing and looking and listening

To you and all the fucked up things you do

But you're doing the best you can

With every grain of sand

Its trickling through your hand

Sayin'catch me if you can

If someday comes early

Comes whipping comes whirling

To take you for all you have learned

The tables are turning

My bridges are burning

My destination sometime to return

Throw away your calender

And saddle up your salamander

Get up and get down

Ride in to town and look around

Get up and do something

No time to choose it

Do it do it do it do it

Doing the best I can, with or

Without a plan, I'm taking what I can get, I haven't seen

Nothing yet. if one day you wake up and find what you make up,

Come and get me, come and take me there. into your illusion,

I'll make my intrusion - anytime, anyplace, anywhere. the hour

Glass is draining fast, it knows no future holds no past, and

All this shit will come to pass - never, forever, whatever.