Vārdi: John Prine. Common Sense. Way Down.

Way down
Way down, it must be
I can't stop this misery
It must be way down

Spring is just a smile away
Laughing at a summer day
Turn around, look at fall
Winter, hear my lonely call
Way down

The air is thin and the sky is fat
I'm gonna buy me a brand new hat
Wear it out and go insane
Christ, I hope it never rains
Way down

Thought I saw a neon sign
Flash my name with the time
Probably didn't see a thing
Crazy dreams and a broken wing
Way down

How ya' gonna get sunshine
Peeking through Venetian blinds
Don't you know all that fear
Begins and ends the same place
Here way down?