Old College Try

From the housetops to the gutters
 From the ocean to the shore
 The warning signs have all been bright and garish
 Far too great in number to ignore
 From the cities to the swamplands
 From the highways to the hills
 Our love has never had a leg to stand on
 From the aspirins to the cross-tops to the Elavils
 But, I will walk down to the end with you
 If you will come all the way down with me
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 From the entrance to the exit is longer than it looks from where we stand
 I want to say I'm sorry for stuff I haven't done yet
 Things will shortly get completely out of hand
 I can feel it in the rotten air tonight
 In the tips of my fingers, in the skin on my face
 In the weak last gasp of the evening's dying light
 In the way those eyes I've always loved illuminate this place
 Like a trashcan fire in a prison cell
 Like the searchlights in the parking lots of Hell
 I will walk down to the end with you
 If you will come all the way down with me