There are times when you will not like the sound
of my voice there are days when a warm look from a
strange face will make me forget my name there'll
be nights when you wonder where the party's at now
and you wonder why you never split this beat scene
when a higher life awaits there'll be days when
you don't know how you picked the wrong life in a
second when it's over in our own minds -- and it's
gone without a sound there are fights that'll hear
things that we know we don't mean and we say 'em
'cos we don't know what we both want and we can't
get to the other side

There are years that'll fly like wind across a
flood plain unaware of its own weight, free of
friction, and immune to its own speed there are
weeks that'll crawl like slugs across a hot road
only moving 'cos it just don't know how to stop on
a search for God knows what and there are songs
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Resonating with the reasons why you worked through
-- and the reasons why you stayed

For the long nights when you found a new resolve
that I never knew was there For the cold eye and
the warm embrace now For the righteous vibe that I
need like the air I breathe

There are times when you'll think you've got my
funny number figured out there'll be days when I
don't feel like I ever knew you all that well and
there are lines, drawn around, behind, above and
over everyone in an effort to figure out the place
and time, the right, the wrong, the yours, the
mine, and I'll be damned if I feel like I will
ever know anything but if don't keep moving on
that last hill, we'll never know what's on the
other side