Written and preformed by Chris Smither, from the 'Live as I'll Ever Be' album, released by HighTones in 2000.
Lyrics:
Forms are loosely fitting
Juries still are sitting
A sense of duty keeps us all in motion
Prison sirens wailing that security is failing
Do not inspire a lifetime of devotion
No one will sympathize, no one really tries
They need a faith that leads them like a drum
I can hear it pounding down among the ruins
Sad to say, I don't think I'm the only one.
I awoke, someone spoke, and asked me in a whisper
If all my dreams and visions had been answered
And I don't know what to say, I never even pray
I just feel the pulse of universal dancers
They'll waltz me till I die, and never tell me why
I've never thought to ask them where we're going
The holy and profane, all helplessly the same
Wishful, hopeful, never really knowing.
And they asked if I believe
And do the angels really grieve
Or is it all a comforting invention?
It's like gravity, I said
It's not a product of my head
It doesn't speak, but nonetheless commands attention
And I don't care what it means
Or who decorates the scenes
The problem is more with a sense of pride
Because it keeps me thinking me
Instead of what it is to be
I'm not a passenger, I am the ride
I'm not a passenger
I am the ride
Great song, except gravity isn't real, and it's illusion is the problem.
Galileo185 3 months ago
he is so good at guitar!
1oceanus 4 months ago
fantastic song
thanks for posting!
rofufoja 4 months ago
great song !
suninthefall 7 months ago