man have I been far a-way? in short of words a-fraid of no-thing with no-thing all a-round how could you know? how could I have let you know when there was all but no-thing in me yes I blew it all a-way in-to pu-blic air it was right in front of me it was al-most there how could they know? I can un-der-stand how li-ttle they could un-der-stand of what went... down and down and down it goes when ste-pping off the o-pen road oh yeah oh yeah but you've been sprea-ding dirt my friend and words that were un-true and you crowned your-self a-mong the men that gave so much to you I think you should know there is on-ly so much time be-fore your sad song comes a-round, and... down and down and down you go when stumb-ling on the lies you told yeah down and down and down you go or ask me who I would-n't know sail on sad one sail on sad one pre-cious, pre-cious you've lost your ha-lo sense-less, aim-less you chose your own road and you will walk on end-less-ly think-ing that you're clean but I hope you know...