If you're still free start runnin' away
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
And then we can trade places, play musical graves
And I'm balancing history books up on my head
For my landlocked blues
It's leaving but I don't know how soon
But you may be offended and you may be afraid
As I'm leaving she wakes up and says
You'd think after twenty-two years I'd be used to the spin
Just stay in when it's lookin' this way
"I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave
If you walk away I walk away
I just want to make a clean escape
Until it falls all around like a cold steady rain
And one's pointing his tree branch at me
And the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case
"Enough is enough, if you walk away I walk away"
Till then walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away
They argue "Walk this way", "No, walk this way"
And in the deafening pleasure I thought I heard someone say
Baby, don't go away, come here"
So I'm making a deal with the devils of fame
And the world's got me dizzy again
You'll be free child once you have died
And it only feels worse when I stay in one place
If you love something give it away
Songwriter: Conor M Oberst
And our freedom's a joke we're just taking a piss
But it all boils down to one quotable phrase
First tell me which road you will take
So you walk that way I'll walk this way
Forcing everything metal to shine
But greed is a bottomless pit
It will pass away like a slow parade
Sayin' let me walk away, please
And Laura's asleep in my bed
'Cause we're comin' for ya
And the future hangs over our heads
I keep drinking the ink from my pen
But don't walk away, don't walk away
We made love on the living room floor
And the whole world must watch the sad comic display
And there's kids playing guns in the street
(And he shot me dead)
So I put my hands up I say
With the noise in the background from a televised war
A box full of suggestions for your possible heart
And the moon's laying low in the sky
So I'm always pacing around or walking away
I found a liquid cure
And it moves with each current event
From the shackles of language and measurable time
I've grown tired of holding this pose
A good woman will pick you apart
I'm leaving but I don't know where to
I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday
I know I'm leaving but I don't know where to
So I'm up at dawn, putting on my shoes
If we walk away, they’ll walk away
Publishers: BEDROOMS BEDROOMS AND SPIDERS, SONY/ATV SONGS LLC