Look Down

(álbum: Missing Links Volume Three - 1996)

I'm holding my hand out
Keeping my head high
Trying to get out of mechanical night
When I get to the top of the clear crystal mountain
I'm gonna stay up there as long as I can

And look down
Digging the sights all around
Listening to all of the sounds
And look down, and look down, and look in

And my mind sends me reeling
Breathing and feeling
I remember the time when I tried to come clean
But my interests collided, besides I was misguided
And who do you confide in when you trip on a dream?

And look down
Digging the sights all around
Listening to all of the sounds
And look down, and look down, and look in

If you want to come with me
And tell me what you see
Just step in beside me and do what you want
And you may see clearly
Though it sometimes is lonely
To be free is the only possession that counts

I'm holding my hand out
And keeping my head high
Trying to get out of mechanical night
When I get to the top of the clear crystal mountain
I'm gonna stay up there as long as I can

Digging the sights all around
Listening to all of the sounds
And look down, and look down, and look down, and look down...
Look down, look down, look down...
Hold on, I'm coming...