The Other Side

Well, there are times when you will not like the sound of my voice
 There are days when a warm look from a strange face will make me forget my name
 And there are nights when you wonder where the party's at now
 And you wonder why you never split this beat scene when a higher life awaits
 And there are days when you don't know how you picked the wrong life
 In a second when it's over in our own minds and it's gone without a sound
 And there are fights that'll hear things that we know we don't mean
 And we say 'em 'cause we don't know what we both want and we can't get to the other side
 Well, there are years that'll fly like wind across a flood plain
 Unaware of its own weight, free of friction, and immune to its own speed
 And there are weeks that'll crawl like slugs across a hot road
 Only moving 'cause it just don't know how to stop on a search for God knows what
 And there are songs that'll make your skull ring like a dropped cup
 Resonating with the reasons why you worked through, and the reasons why you stayed
 For the long nights when you found a new resolve that I never knew was there
 For the cold eye and the warm embrace now
 For the righteous vibe that I need like the air I breathe
 Well, there are times when you think you've got my funny number figured out
 There'll be days when I don't feel like I ever knew you all that well
 And there are lines, drawn behind, around, above and over everything
 In an effort to figure out the place, the time, the wrong, the right, the yours, the mine
 And I'll be damned if I feel like I will ever know anything
 But if we don't keep moving on that last hill, we'll never know what's on the other side