Land Locked Blues (Companion Version)

If you walk away, I'll walk away
First tell me which road you will take
I don't want to risk our paths crossing some day
So if you walk that way, I'll walk this way

And the future hangs over our heads
It moves with each current event
Until it falls all around like a cold steady rain
Just stay in when it's looking this way

The moon's laying low in the sky
Forcing everything metal to shine
And the sidewalk holds diamonds like the jewelry store case
They argue walk this way, no, walk this way

And Laura's asleep in my bed
As I'm leaving, she wakes up and says
"I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave
Baby, don't go away, just come here"

And there's kids playing guns in the street
One's pointing his tree branch at me
So I put my hands up, I say "Enough is enough
If you walk away, I'll walk away"
And he shot me dead

I found a liquid cure
From my landlocked blues
It'll pass away like a slow parade
It's leaving but I don't know how soon

All this words got me dizzy again
You'd think after 41 years I'd be used to the spin
With it only feels worse when I'm stock in one place
So I'm always pacing 'round or walking away

I keep drinking the ink from my pen
And I'm balancing history books up on my head
But it all boils down to one quotable phrase
"If you love something, give it away"

A good woman, she will pick you apart
A box full of suggestions for your possible heart
You may be offended and your power was afraid
But don't walk away, don't walk away

We made love on the living room floor
With the noise in the background from a televised war
And in the deafening pleasure, I thought I heard someone say
"If we walk away, they'll walk away"

But she knows greed is a bottomless pit
Our freedom's a joke, we're just taking a piss
And the whole world must watch the sad comic display
If you're still free, start running away
'Cause we're coming for ya!

I've grown from tired of holding this pose
I feel more like a stranger every time I come home
So I'm making a deal with the devils of fame
Saying, "Let me walk away, please"

You'll be free, child, once you have died
From the shackles of language and measurable time
And then we can trade places, play musical graves
'Til then walk away, walk away, walk away

So I'm up at dawn, putting on my shoes
I just want to make a clean escape
I'm leaving but I don't know where to
Baby, I know I'm leaving, but I don't know where to