I see red through the trees, don't know yet what it means to me Day's end has come again, I'm no closer to anything Can you feel time chasing down the days? Tearing down the leaves, tearing up your face? All these things that just won't wait Let the rain wash them all away A whiskey for your thoughts Knees are clean but dirty is my soul What can you say when there is nothing left to say? I stood on the street with this smile on my face Sweep it under the rug, throw it out the door Turn a blind eye, turn your back on it all Swallow it down dust and all Hide years of lost in people and their talk Wash them away A whiskey for your thoughts Chasing down the days Knees are clean but dirty is my soul