When Come the Morning

Here I come swinging from the same old vine

Saying guess what I’ve done it I put it all on the line

I jumped from the mountain and I fell in a tree

and I talked to all the people who couldn’t talk to me

Give me one good reason why I should stay

come on and remind me of a time I had nothing to say

When come the morning you’ll know I’ll be gone

Chasing an echo from my beating drum

I use to be somebody who would listen with a grin

And just laugh at all the secrets out on the wind

But I’ve rolled and I’ve tumbled and I’ve shot holes in my soul

I caught my heart cheating and found my head in a stove

When come the morning you’ll know I’ll be gone

Chasing an echo from my beating drum

Somehow I made it well it sure took a while

I broke my pride living and I cried like a child

So I walk on down to the river but I run to the sea

And I watch that sun setting it was a thousand degrees

When come the morning you’ll know I’ll be gone

Chasing an echo from my beating drum

Withholding nothing and settling some score

Kicking and screaming like never before