I used to ride up on the hill And look down at the darkened Silhouettes of tall black windowsills And my heart jumped every ledge Until one bright morning when I woke I heard bells, girl she gently spoke and said 'Choice my man's to breath or choke So go die, or learn to hope' Get back on your way at the end of the day Under the fire and the rain The whole big bloody parade until that That feeling, feeling's gone You wake up on your own Sometimes walls come caving in Sometimes the world just hits your chin And sometimes shadows haunt your back And sometimes I feel so flat Then like some rare eagle on the wind Well it turns and life comes bursting in And the earth you thought would beat you down Lifts up and lights your ground Get back on your way at the end of the day Under the fire and the rain The whole big bloody parade until that That feeling, feeling's gone You wake up on your own