You are walking
You've always been walking
Stumbling half-blinded
And dry as the wind
That strafes you and leaves you
To lie in the sand
And the wall stretches endless beside you to nowhere
This wall that you've been trying to cross for years
This fence made of tears
No one hears
You see a door
Ah, such a great open door
You know that your eyes tellin' lies
Still you chance
A shambling run, a ridiculous dance
Like a scarecrow that's hung up to dry on a fencepole
And there's a place like vacuum waiting inside you
For you to get through
To the blue
You scent the water
Fresh green grass, food and water
Your breath is scraping your brain into dust
Your rusty old engine is ready to bust
You cannot believe it that they would not trust you
The door is wavering
Is that your eyes?
Are they still telling lies?
What are lies?
By David Crosby You are walking You've always been walking Stumbling half-blinded And dry as the wind That strafes you and leaves you To lie in the sand And the wall stretches endless beside you to nowhere This wall that you've been trying to cross for years This fence made of tears No one hears You see a door Ah, such a great open door You know that your eyes tellin' lies Still you chance A shambling run, a ridiculous dance Like a scarecrow that's hung up to dry on a fencepole And there's a place like vacuum waiting inside you For you to get through To the blue You scent the water Fresh green grass, food and water Your breath is scraping your brain into dust Your rusty old engine is ready to bust You cannot believe it that they would not trust you The door is wavering Is that your eyes? Are they still telling lies? What are lies? Explain Request ×
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