Land Locked Blues

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 someday
 So you walk that way I'll walk this way
 And the future hangs over our heads
 And it moves with each current event
 Until it falls all around like a cold steady rain
 Just stay in when it's lookin' this way
 And the moon's laying low in the sky
 Forcing everything metal to shine
 And the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case
 They argue, "Walk this way, no, walk this way"
 And 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"
 And there's kids 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 walk away" (and he shot me dead)
 I found a liquid cure
 For my landlocked blues
 It will pass away like a slow parade
 It's leaving, but I don't know how soon
 
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 And 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 keep drinking the ink from my pen
 And I'm balancing history books up on my head
 But it all boils down to one quoteable phrase
 "If you love something, give it away"
 A good woman will pick you apart
 A box full of suggestions for your possible heart
 But 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 the deafening 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 runnin' away
 'Cause we're comin' for ya
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 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
 Sayin', "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
 'Til then, walk away, 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