Lowest Of The Low

Under The Carlaw Bridge

Lowest Of The Low


It's another cold one 
But what have I done 
To feel so hollow and cold it seems 
That I could find a clear model 
At the bottom of a bottle 
But I'm two times the coward 
I ever thought I'd be 

Because it ain't clear 
No it ain't clear 
And what the hell am I doin' here? 
No it ain't clear 
But it rings in my ears 
Somewhere under the Carlaw bridge 

Now there's snow on the corner 
Where I stood with my old friend 
Talked about revolution with two loaded guitars 
And it's only four blocks up to The Only 
But at times like this, you know it seems three times as far 

Where're the banners? Where're the headlines? 
Those future planners and hungry deadlines 
Those true believers and crazy Fridays 
Those sham deceivers, these can't be my days 
Ah, maybe next time 

Well, now my coffee's gone cold 
But my heart's gone colder 
I think I'm reading too much 
It feels like twenty below 
And it's a kick in the nuts 
When your vision clears up 
And you realize you've only been playing with change 
There're people more together than you'll ever be 
And it makes you want to ask yourself, "What's happenin' to me?"