And we all still die Yeah we all still die What will you leave behind? Oh we all still die You fall through the trees And you pray with your knees on the ground For the things that you need With your lust and your greed weighing down And you weaken your

They'll know you're trying to help 'em When you see them fall down But you pick 'em up You still let them touch the ground Don't worry, I swear Tryna stay light on my toes Just ran a light in a Rolls Told me I'm lookin' exhausted You hit it right on the

Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Led by a beating heart You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path upon the ground You ran into the night, you can't be found But, this is your heart If you had your gun Would you shoot it at

So leave me if you need to, I will still remember Angel flying too close to the ground Angel flying too close to the ground. If you had not have fallen Then I would not have found you And I patched up your broken wing and hung around a while Trying to

The smoking gun is what I’ve found The dirt I have on you is the ground Wish that I didn’t have to see a confidant as an enemy Now the truth is a ball and chain Holding my conscience to the flame Covered up, but still I know The secret of the life you’re

And I wonder still I wonder who'll stop the rain. Long as I remember the rain been comin' down Clouds of mystery pourin' confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages tryin' to find the sun. I went down Virginia seekin' shelter from the storm

Hold your hand in the car Write a love song that makes you cry Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground 'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by When you see a deer you see Bambi And I see antlers up on the wall When you see a lake you think

But I'm finally standing upright on the ground To find my mind's still fairly sound But I know I've said the same about them all We've received our education In the cities of the nation, me and Paul After takin' several readings I'm surprised I guess

Tried of dull ages, I walk the same ground, Collecting the tragedies still Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind Carried my cross to the hill And how I lust for the dance and the fire Deep of the nectarine sunset to drink Spill me the wind and its fire To

Round and round, round we go Aw yeah, I get around Still clown with the Underground, when we come around Stronger than ever Back to get wreck All respect to those who break their neck to keep their hoes in check 'Cause oh they sweat a brother majorly And