Walk away
from that gun,
before it shoots,
'cause growing roots
ain't the same
as standing still
or staying put.
When we were young,
you used to say,
"if I ever say,
'oh... when we were young'
then it's time to try harder
'cause growing old
ain't the same as
growing numb.
We are uncertain
which way to go
the fireflies have all but vanished
and the leaves will change soon
and I will still, will I be here?
Mother used to say,
never trust a man who
seems to set in his ways
so we stay uncertain,
which way to go,
which way to go.
You fled north,
and I'll hold the fort
down south,
and we won't speak for ages,
no we won't speak for ages,
but you told me,
that we are as free as we'll ever be,
yes, we are as free as we'll ever be.
