Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin - Saddled Up lyrics

Saddled up and alive But not the strength to go anywhere And this sickening sky Never clears up above our heads We must be getting old Nothing is new Few emotions are shown Their face beaten and blue I'm, not inclined to meet anyone I tried, but the walls are too thick, too high I know, all too well I'm bound, bound to fail Uptight when I look at your changing ways I try not to seem too depressed these days But silence arrives And it tears down my guise