Lyrics
My fickle feet have come down with disease
They refuse to move forward, I'm down on my knees because
My fickle feet have come down with disease
Her able arms have dropped down to her sides
They once pushed me up hills that I could not climb, but now
Her able arms have dropped down to her sides
I used to point towards Carolyn
Used to point forwards
Now I point towards where I've been
Always looking backwards
My leaded lungs sink me down in the deep
So I breathe very slowly and focus on sleep because
My leaded lungs keep me down in the deep
Her holy head is a book that I read
There's a sequel in progress filled with things that I said
The spring has been winding but more and more I'm finding
Reasons to be turn around
I used to point towards Carolyn
Used to point forwards
Now I point towards where I've been
Always looking backwards
If ever you see me
Please point my way northwards
Please point my way northwards
Please point my way north
If ever you see me
Please point my way northwards
Cus I'm going south
Yes I'm going south
If ever you see me
Please point my way northwards
Please point my way northwards
Please point my way north
If ever you see me
Please point my way northwards
Cus I'm going south
Yes I'm going south
I used to point towards Carolyn
Used to point forwards
Now I point towards where I've been
Always looking backwards
I used to point towards Carolyn
Used to point forwards
Now I point towards where I've been
Always looking backwards