Written in March of 1995 in Edmonton, Alberta
I was lost and I was found
I was bruised upon the ground
When I recognized the sound
Of the world coming down on me
Ok, I’ll play the game
A rose by any other name
And this old town smells the same
It still smells the same to me
Gun for sevens, hit snake eyes
But I can’t say I ain’t tried
Now it’s getting cold outside
I just want to go back home again
Cody Pomeray
Said everything I wanted to say
And if I had my way
I get off this highway
But I just can’t settle down
To the one true thing I’ve found
When I recognized the sound
Of the world coming down on me
Rock the boat and shake the tree
Words to live by, obviously
Now it’s getting too dark to see
Come morning I believe I’ll believe
I have won and I have lost
Burned every bridge I’ve ever crossed
But like a July frost
I never thought it would happen to me
It’ll be the world coming down on me on me