New North-Side Air - Into It. Over It.

I laid down last year

Traded tobacco for new North-side air

And filled up my lungs with our home

But here I go again

That’s my problem with fear

Always tossing and turning

Hung up on aging, but letting my age start to show

I’ve let myself go again

But here I go again

Sane by day, but at night I lay awake

Left to imagine your evenings in more desirable states

You’ll be left to guess why the house is a mess

While I wait

Impatiently irate and asking

Hi, hello, how are you?

Do I know your name?

Drained by day cause at night

I lie awake with fate

Because fate

Fate’s got the keys to this place

I laid down my thoughts

Traded my steps for a new North-side waltz

And paced through the rooms of our home

Here I go again

Here I go again

Here I go again

Here I go again

Here I go