New North-Side Air

I laid down last year, traded tobacco for new north-side air and filled up my lungs with our home

Here I go again
That's my problem with fear, always tossing and turning
Hung up on aging but letting my age start to show
I've let myself go again

Here I go again
Same by day, but at night I lie awake, left to imagine your evenings in more desirable states
You'll be left to guess why the house is a mess while I wait, impatiently irate!
And asking: "hi, hello, how are you?
Do I know your name?"

Drained by day cause at night I lie awake with fate, because fate, fate's got the keys to this place
I laid down my thoughts, traded my steps for a new north-side waltz and paced through the rooms of our home, here I go again
Here I go again