Paul foglino It's getting late and i'm getting torn Between a lonely night and an ugly morn I don't even know if i can hold my own But what can i do for you? My feet are hurting from walking on a wire But i can't be a lover if i won't be a liar I'm not too sure how it's supposed to be But i can't love nothing that don't love me Pick my feet up off the ground No floor below and no walls around me Ain't afraid of dying If i ain't falling i must be flying You're getting bored when you're living fast You can only be sure when your time is past A well laid plan is all right if You're a dying man or a working stiff I can't keep walking in my father's shoes Doing the sidewalk shuffle to the highway blues If i ain't working from sun to sun I'm never gonna hate the things i've done I've talked to people who say they've seen it all Who say that i'd only listen i would heed the call If you think you can believe it cause you've seen it with your eyes Just because you ain't burning, you think it's paradise Faith is forever and fame is temporary But you can't cross the jordan on the staten island ferry You might as well eat it if you've already picked it Cause you can't ride to heaven on a round trip ticket