When you fell on the rocks
By the bend in the river
With the blood from your nose
Running hot on your fingers
And through the rest of your life...
The electric charge of a change in the weather
You were touching my arm
You were holding a feather
And then I opened my eyes...
And the world goes racing, suddenly changed
As the shock of the exit leaves you trembling
Like a bursting shell in the small of your back
Or a jaw b***s hard on the cast of your little life
And an animal life, will surging away
And you were back on the road
Through the worst of the winter
Through the valley of light
Passing through like an arrow
With your vision collapsed
And a stone from the river
Like a holy medallion
Clutching tight in your fingers
But on the slope of the edge
Will you recover your life?
You could stand of the back of a shuddering beam
With the pistol firing shots into the air
You could run in the blood of the sun's hard rays
You could drive the mountains down into the bay
Or go back to the east where it's all so civilized
Where I was born to life
But I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving
By the bend in the river
With the blood from your nose
Running hot on your fingers
And through the rest of your life...
The electric charge of a change in the weather
You were touching my arm
You were holding a feather
And then I opened my eyes...
And the world goes racing, suddenly changed
As the shock of the exit leaves you trembling
Like a bursting shell in the small of your back
Or a jaw b***s hard on the cast of your little life
And an animal life, will surging away
And you were back on the road
Through the worst of the winter
Through the valley of light
Passing through like an arrow
With your vision collapsed
And a stone from the river
Like a holy medallion
Clutching tight in your fingers
But on the slope of the edge
Will you recover your life?
You could stand of the back of a shuddering beam
With the pistol firing shots into the air
You could run in the blood of the sun's hard rays
You could drive the mountains down into the bay
Or go back to the east where it's all so civilized
Where I was born to life
But I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving