I'm dreaming from a subway car,
leaving my shoes for that seven story mountain
I can't remember ever climbing anything

Because my fingers are snapping two years past now with nothing to show
I tried to go because I'm all bruised up searching for the road.


And what am I to look for?
How will I know when I find it?
In the country or the city?

I peep my head 'round every building.

I'm making up for lost time now giving everything I

own to the kids on my street.
And I can rest $$#ured they need it so much more than me.


I can't explain it, can't explain it, but it feels like somebody lifted.
I can't explain it but it feels like some weight is gone.


And could you use some help, sir?

I can't offer you no money.

How 'bout some strong advice, sir?
You can climb better than any other.


Sometimes I worry 'bout my friends and their lives,
they get me so overwhelming.
I seen their lives had passed, had passed just with one blink of an eye.

And making so sure they can't leave me once and you're
leaving me two toned.
I can't believe I let the things I hear inside this room.


And what am I to live for?
I can't count on any other.

And things are running rather way past due and I can't complain.
And all the fights I fight are way past due and I can't complain.