Em / Em7
MP3 (live 1-track stereo recording 44.1 kHz)
Putting one foot
In front of the other
Step by step
In a straight line
I find I'm back
Where I started
Chorus:
A circle of deadends
Is there no way out?
Round and round...
'till my soul
Is found
[Please, Sir,
Can you put me in your pocket
Take me home?
I can't get through this
Alone]
Driving one way
In search of another
Turn by turn
In a lost time
I find the knack
Of being thwarted
And, I'm right back where
I started
Chorus
Panicking away
No guidance from mother
Beat by beat
My heart's not mine
I'm under attack
... being sentenced
Though, I know
Not what I did
Chorus
Placing faith
Not a fighter
But, a lover
I recover
My Dear,
Nothing to fear
The path is near
We will steer clear
Placing faith
Above all other
There is a way
Out of here
What was a lark
In Evansburg State Park
Was the start
Of our direction
Toward the One
Of perfection?