Text: Willy Mason. Where the Humans Eat. So Long.

I wrote to you last night
Because I couldn?t sleep
My conscience felt the paradox
Of law between the sheets

When I woke up this mornin'
I knew I had a song to sing
But I?m too scared to sing it now
There?s no time for daydreams

I camped out on the floor
Of a university
I saw kids runnin' so, so fast
That they could barely see

Bars across my window
For a my own safety
I wonder is this really where
Where I wanna be?

So long, so long
I?ll be movin', movin' on
So long, so long
I?ll be movin' on

Dirty, dirty feet
From the concert in the grass
I wanted to believe
That freedom there could last

Sixteen eyes now watch me
For the choice I?m bound to make
Their doubts threatens to draw me
From the path I?m bound to take

So long, so long
I?ll be movin', movin' on
So long, so long
I?ll be movin' on

Do you remember
When we were young?
And we could name
The things we ran from?

What are your shadows hiding now?
When anxiety?s a nightmare
Which hero is gonna come around?
Well, I?ll come around, if you?ll come around

So long, so long
I?ll be movin', movin' on
So long, so long
I?ll be movin' on, movin? on
Movin? on, movin? on