From the recording Mountain
From the album "Brave New World"; ℗ 2023 26th Street Records. ©2023 Long Island Express Music. Words and music by Eddie Andrews. Produced and mixed by Matt Wallace. String arrangements - Steve Turner.
Lyrics
If I'm gonna be honest, I've gotta look myself in the mirror
There are so many things that I should have paid for with my life
Painted in karma's crosshairs, but somehow I caught the last plane to redemption
Window seat and a whiskey and water, reflecting on the edge of the knife...
People living in suburbs, struggling to walk that straight and the narrow
Afraid to rock any boat that's tied to the title and the company car
Bury every desire and selfish indulgence 'neath the weight of the family
'Till the night that impossible dream sees you sitting all alone at the bar...
Looking out, she’s a category four
About to slam her way onto the shore
How did you get here boy, what you gonna do?
CHORUS:
I’m not going down that way
Not getting caught in a trap, no fatal prices to pay
I'm still calling all the shots and the mountain's there for taking in my time
I'm free, but it's a long and lonely climb
If I'm gonna be honest, I've gotta look myself in the mirror
There are so many things that I should have paid for with my soul
The reckless impulse of inexperience and the trouble that I never saw coming
What doesn't kill you just makes you strong while the fire's raging out of control...
Desperation fouling up the street
The hollow eyes of everyone you meet
Burning down the clock in a game long gone...
CHORUS:REPEAT