Under the Wire
(D.Ward-Murphy)
Still here, in my paper walls
with my caviar and my curtain calls.
Some day I will fly from here,
Under the wire
And on to the rainbow.
I’m taking the low road,
gonna get far away from here
when I get older.
Lay me down, sort out my head
with the clever words that I should have said.
Take all my silver and save my soul,
Run through the fire
and on to the rainfall.
I’m taking the low road,
gonna get far away from here
when I get older.
I’m taking the low road,
gonna get far away from here
when I get older.
