Moving

Old man broke down on the side of the road
Stop and see if maybe I can lighten his load
He opened the door and he thanked me in kind
Told me the words that would open my mind
(he said)
Don t worry about gasoline
We re moving
Don t worry about the tv screen
We re moving
Don t worry about the bombs that fall
We re moving
Don t worry about nothing at all
There s a man in the alley just a singing the blues
Telling everybody that they re born to lose
Well one day he ll wake up and see the sun
See that everyday we re breathing is a day we ve won
There s times the lines get hard to see
And there s days the haze takes over me
But in the end you re gonna grit your teeth
And keep moving
Well the world will keep turning when I m dead and gone
I ll see you again and it won t be too long
Maybe we ll meet in a place where there ain t no pain
Until that day my song remains