There’s so many years and there’s so much time
and there’s so many people running around my life
and there’s places I know and there’s spaces in the known
and if you look both ways you may see which way I go
now its outside of my life the places bought in time
I cannot feel where your door is

just because they brought you down to the room
and kicked your head with broomsticks
doesn’t mean that you’re going to be punished
for being a man at all
and all those eyes of severed razor blades keep telling you that they know your name
they don’t know anything about you at all

I love every morning just like I love every night
and all the passages of eternal mind
don’t take me to the ballgame don’t sell them snow at all
I feel it all coming down

just so they took you in their rusty cage
and they broke your body though your spirit was saved
you can claw up through the hill
you can claw until your razors stand still
you can claw until they let you go home
until they let you go home