Coming Down

Some memories lay heavy down on my mind
Some days I've cared and some days I'd rather die
Sometimes I get so thirsty that I drink 'til I'm blind
I gave up on tomorrow tonight

In my dreams there's a needle and a spoon
There's a pair of dice, a loaded gun, baby me and you
And you're sawing on a fiddle and I'm wondering which to shoot
Everything's so complicated now I am coming down

Looking for a means to a new end
All my friends are falling out or packing in
Yesterday I prayed that the sun would shine for you
As I watched the sky fade to blue

Money never meant much to me
It came and it went and it never changed a thing
'Cause the hunger in my belly it quenched by fancy things
It's knowing that I am free