Paul foglino



It's getting late and i'm getting torn

Between a lonely night and an ugly morn

I don't even know if i can hold my own

But what can i do for you?

My feet are hurting from walking on a wire

But i can't be a lover if i won't be a liar

I'm not too sure how it's supposed to be

But i can't love nothing that don't love me



Pick my feet up off the ground

No floor below and no walls around me

Ain't afraid of dying

If i ain't falling i must be flying





You're getting bored when you're living fast

You can only be sure when your time is past

A well laid plan is all right if

You're a dying man or a working stiff

I can't keep walking in my father's shoes

Doing the sidewalk shuffle to the highway blues

If i ain't working from sun to sun

I'm never gonna hate the things i've done





I've talked to people who say they've seen it all

Who say that i'd only listen i would heed the call

If you think you can believe it cause you've seen it with your eyes



Just because you ain't burning, you think it's paradise

Faith is forever and fame is temporary

But you can't cross the jordan on the staten island ferry

You might as well eat it if you've already picked it

Cause you can't ride to heaven on a round trip ticket


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