Written by Michael Lagace

I’m not standing in the shadows, I’m part of them
It’s too late to save me, I’m too damn honest
What good is life if you never learn nothing?
What good is love if you never share your loving?

And why can’t I float away?
And why can’t I leave this place?

Nothing I touch ever turns to gold and fortune
There’s nothing worth getting from anything I’ve gotten
And everything I do seems like a million eyes are watching
I’m not bleeding on the sidewalk but I’m going through the motions

And why can’t I float away?
And why can’t I leave this place?

The first song I completely wrote, riff to lyrics, on a cold, lonely Sunday afternoon.