| There was a time | |
| When I heard you | |
| Callin' out my name | |
| But these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| When the room went dark | |
| And your voice was gone | |
| I heard you all the same | |
| But these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| I knew I could remember | |
| Your bedroom and your touch | |
| But these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| Definitely was the word | |
| I usedFar too much' | |
| Cause these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| I bummed expensive cigarettes | |
| I wrote John | |
| Steinbeck's books | |
| I undressed someone's daughter | |
| And then complained about her looks | |
| Stealin' was so easy then | |
| I wish that it still were | |
| Now as I pick my own pocket | |
| I know that these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| The church was my kitchen | |
| The world was my church | |
| But these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| The choirs | |
| I would listen | |
| Through briers | |
| I would search | |
| But these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| I sacrificed my sister | |
| I prayed my own soul to keep | |
| I told my dying father | |
| That a man should never weep | |
| Breathin' was so easy then | |
| I wish that it still were | |
| Now as the breeze just makes me colder | |
| I know that these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| So if you see me trippin' | |
| I've forgotten how to walk | |
| And I spend my days | |
| Wishin' after her | |
| My steps are without rhythm | |
| And her name is drawn in chalk' | |
| Cause these days | |
| I'm not so sure | |
| I drank my wine for breakfast | |
| Every mornin' | |
| I was born | |
| In the black, electric winter | |
| My back was always warm | |
| Sleepin' was so easy then | |
| I wish that it still were | |
| Now in my sleepless bedroom | |
| I know that these days | |
| I'm not so sure |
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