كلمات Keep Going

Like the river to the sea winding through the canyon Like that perfect day in spring when all you did was keep me hanging Like the coffee for the road and your Styrofoam longings Like all of the leaving jets, empty beds Late night calls and regrets and coming down mornings I’ll keep, I’ll keep going, I’ll keep, I’ll keep going Like the blowing of the wind never closer to an answer Like all naive dreams for a rambling master Like the late April snow that hits without warning Like the music on Clinton Street on repeat every night of the week And the one by one calling I’ll keep, I’ll keep going, I’ll keep, I’ll keep going A fool I have been but I wont give in, I will stand tall and face it all again The storm, the hail, the rain, the unrelenting rage Like the candles in the sand and the hacked away plateau Like the grace of your hands and that postcard from Winnipeg Like the quietest nights of silent stars, like all of the Novocaine The crazy games, the pockets full of dust and cane The talking to the the walls again I’ll keep, I’ll keep going, I’ll keep, I’ll keep going