Years been cruel i'm going south
The river's high and the bridge is out
This nagging doubt we're all alone
Cannot scrape it out of your bones
Something young has now grown old
Something warm is growing cold
When all the doors are slamming shut
All the windows boarded up
I'm going south it's all I see
Don't like what it's doing to me
Makes you less than you should be
I'm going south by slow degrees
And another page that we turn
Another bridge that we all burn
The safety net I cannot find
Another shiny ax to grind
So I love this life and I love your part
I love your eyes honey look in my heart
But here is where it's blown to bits
Say your lines and I guess that's it