This land is real, real as the next man
This land is there for all to see
You're standing there so cold and calm
You stand so close to me
And you out there can keep away
There's nothing owed to you
All I want's to lose myself and stay so close to you
The river is cruel its pipes are sprayed with long forgotten names
Big boys now with kids whose lives will never feel the same
If you out there don't get what I say, there's nothing owed to you
To feel that way is born inside no matter what you do
I wonder how my fortune fell
When everything began to melt
The case I had for wasting that
That never came
I want to walk away again
Away again
Away again
There to wonder how those things will never be
