Watershed

Thought I knew my mind like the back of my hand

The gold and the rainbow and nothing panned out as I planned

They say only milk and honey's gonna make your soul satisfied

I better learn how to swim cause the crossing is chilly and wide



Twisted guardrails on the highway broken glass on the cement

The ghost of someone's tragedy how recklessly my time has been spent

And they say that it's never too late but you don't, you don't get any younger

I better learn how to starve the emptiness and feed the hunger



Up on the watershed standing at the fork in the road

You can stand there and agonize till your agony's your heaviest load

You'll never fly as the crow flies get used to a country mile



while



And there's always retrospect to light a clearer path

Every five years or so I look back on my life and I have a good laugh

You start at the top, go full circle round catch a breeze take a spin

But ending up where I started again makes me want to stand still



Up on the watershed standing at the fork in the road

You can stand there and agonize till your agony's your heaviest load

You'll never fly as the crow flies get used to a country mile



while



Stepping on a crack breaking up and looking back

Every tree limb overhead just seems to sit anyway