No Standing
I put one foot right in front of the other
And the moment goes behind my back
It's no magic trick I'm performing,
No rabbit inside my hat.
Sometimes it feels like an awful lot of trouble
Sometimes I don't know my up from down
Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in a bubble
Going round and round and round and round
Every valley feels like a mountain;
Every mountain falls short of the sky;
Every desert shines like a fountain;
Every river's running dry.
No there's no standing on level ground
No standing on level ground—
It can't be found.
Now I used to think there was a destination
That would ease my mind—allay my frustration,
Truth is, to stop's to die
So I stay on the move, I don't close my eyes.
Rest comes, the best comes
When you carry it inside you, you let it ride you;
The test comes, bread crumbs,
Take out the garbage—don't let it hide you.
Stop looking for an easy street
You find yourself when you feel your feet.
Every struggle's as tough as the last,
As rich as the past—slow or fast.
There's no points or medals or prizes
That can cure your heart.
Peel off the disguises.
Take the path just as it's given,
To stop's to die, to move is livin'.
Every valley feels like a mountain;
Every mountain falls short of the sky;
Every desert shines like a fountain;
Every river's running dry.
No there's no standing on level ground
No standing on level ground—
It can't be found.
Every valley feels like a mountain;
Every mountain falls short of the sky;
Every desert shines like a fountain;
Every river's running dry.
Oh there's no standing on level ground,
No standing on level ground...
No standing on level ground—
It can't be found.