Bright Eyes - One Foot In Front Of The Other lyrics

If you walk away, I'll walk away First tell me which road you will take I don't want to risk our paths crossing some day So you walk that way, I'll walk this way The future hangs over our heads And it moves with each current event Until it falls around like a cold, steady rain Just stay in when it's looking this way The moon's laying low in the sky Forcing everything metal to shine And the sidewalk holds diamonds, like a j**elry store case They argue, "Walk this way, no, walk this way" 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 kid's playing 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 he shot me dead I found a liquid cure For my land locked blues It will pa** away, like a slow parade It's leaving but I don't know how soon The world's got me dizzy again You'd think after 22 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 But it all boils down to one quotable phrase "If you love something, give it away" A good woman would pick you apart A box full of suggestions for your 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 defeating pleasure, I thought I heard someone say "If we walk away, they'll walk away" But greed is a bottomless pit And our 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 'Cuz we're coming for ya We're gonna read them out 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 Tell them walk away, walk away, walk away So I'm up at dawn putting on my shoes I just want to make a clean escape I'm leaving but I don't know where to I know I'm leaving but I don't know where to