Lyrics:

If You Walk Away, Ill Walk Away
first Tell Me Which Roads You Will Take
i Dont Want To Risk Our Paths Crossin Someday
so You Walk That Way, Ill Walk This Way

and The Future Hangs Over Our Heads
and It Moves With Each Current Event
until It Falls All Around Like A Cold Steady Rain
just Stay In When Its Lookin This Way

and The Moons Laying Low In The Sky
forcing Everything Metal To Shine
and The Sidewalk Holds Diamonds Like A Jewelry Store Case
they Argue walk This Way, no, Walk This Way

and Lauras Asleep In My Bed
as Im Leaving, She Wakes Up And Says
i Dreamed You Were Carried Away On The Crest Of A Wave
baby, Dont Go Away, Come Here

and Theres Kids Playing Guns In The Street
and Ones Pointing His Tree Branch At Me
so I Put My Hands Up; I Say, enough Is Enough
if You Walk Away, Ill Walk Away
(And He Shot Me Dead)

i Found A Liquid Cure
for My Land Locked Blues
it Will Pass Away Like A Slow Parade
its Leaving But I Dont Know How Soon

and The Worlds Got Me Dizzy Again
youd Think After 22 Years Id Be Used To The Spin
and It Only Feels Worse When I Stay In One Place
so Im Always Pacing Around Or Walking Away

and I Keep Drinking The Ink From My Pen
and Im Balancing History Books Up On My Head
but It All Boils Down To One Quotable Phrase
if You Love Something, Give It Away

a Good Woman Will Pick You Apart
a Box Full Of Suggestions For Your Possible Heart
but You May Be Offended, And You May Be Afraid
but Dont Walk Away, Dont Walk Away

we Made Love On The Living Room Floor
with The Noise In The Background From A Televised War
and In That Deafening Pleasure, I Thought I Heard Someone Say
if We Walk Away, Theyll Walk Away

but Greed Is A Bottomless Pit
and Our Freedoms A Joke; Were Just Taking A Piss
and The Whole World Must Watch The Sad Comic Display
if Youre Still Free, Start Runnin Away
(cause Were Comin For Ya!)

ive Grown Tired Of Holding This Pose
i Feel More Like A Stranger Each Time I Come Home
so Im Making A Deal With The Devils Of Fame
sayin Let Me Walk Away, Please

youll Be Free, Child, Once You Have Died
from The Shackles Of Language And Measurable Time
and Then We Can Trade Places, Play Musical Graves
till Then Walk Away, Walk Away, Walk Away, Walk Away

so Im Up At Dawn, Putting On My Shoes
i Just Want To Make A Clean Escape
im Leaving But I Dont Know Where To
i Know Im Leaving But I Dont Know Where To