living alone body shaking cars outside they re singing their songs the candles wave and i get to thinking how people see things and deal with them in different ways trying to move forward like a walk underwater two steps back like a walk through silent streets i ve heard the word guess i m tired of trying everybody i m saying the pop is gone fighting the fight with the waterline catching breath and a dirty breeze what s been used up has been more than needed one river rolling two rivers going dry i m down undone down undone then gone being beyond soft hands that touch the sun