Under The Carlaw Bridge

It's another cold one

But what have I done

To feel so hollow and cold it seems

That I could find a clear model

At the bottom of a bottle

But I'm two times the coward

I ever thought I'd be

Because it ain't clear

No it ain't clear

And what the hell am I doin' here?

No it ain't clear

But it rings in my ears

Somewhere under the Carlaw bridge

Now there's snow on the corner

Where I stood with my old friend

Talked about revolution with two loaded guitars

And it's only four blocks up to The Only

But at times like this, you know it seems three times as far

Where're the banners? Where're the headlines?

Those future planners and hungry deadlines

Those true believers and crazy Fridays

Those sham deceivers, these can't be my days

Ah, maybe next time

Well, now my coffee's gone cold

But my heart's gone colder

I think I'm reading too much

It feels like twenty below

And it's a kick in the nuts

When your vision clears up

And you realize you've only been playing with change

There're people more together than you'll ever be

And it makes you want to ask yourself, "What's happenin' to me?"