It's not the ticket for the train Or the rhythm of
the rain It's not the dust on worn out shoes Or
even yesterday's bad news It's not the way
things measure out Or the sweet ecstacy of doubt
Or the promises you prayed for On the bed you
left unmade It's not the lifting of the veil Or the
deception of the grail It's not the moment of some
truth Lost in a snapshot of your youth It's not
the crow that turned away Over the words you
didn't say Or the adventure you've been on In
that never ending dawn It's the way you live it
up It's the way you live it down It's the way you
live it up And then you're down It's not your
predicated prose Or the grass where greener grows
Or the sad synthesis of time In the capsule of the
mind It's not the water of the words From which
you've seen but never heard Or the breath between
the winds That may have pardoned all your sins
It's the way you live it up It's the way you live it
down It's the way you live it up And then you're
down It's not the dragon left behind or the idea
of his crime It's not the farmer laying down in
the middle of the town Or the next century of
man that began without a plan Or the sweet
visions of the heart that cannot wait til after
dark It's the way you live it up It's the way you
live it down It's the way you live it up And then
you're down It's not the ticket for the train Or
the rhythm of the rain It's not the dust on worn
out shoes Or even yesterday's bad news It's not
the way things measure out Or the sweet ecstacy
of doubt It's not the promises you prayed for On
the bed you left unmade It's the way you live it
up It's the way you live it down It's the way you
live it up And then you're down It's the... It's the
way you live it up It's the way you live it down
It's the way you live it up It's the way you live it
down It's the way you live it up It's the way you
live it down It's the way you live it up It's the
way you live it down
