Silverlake

I wake up tired, I wake up late
It gets dark these days about half past eight
Waited for good fortune to come to me
Waited till I couldn’t stand my own company
My friends said there’s gold in those hills out West
I thought I’d put that old notion to the test
They said, “Be careful, man, the sun don’t rise it sets”
Maybe that’s funny to you
It’s just a matter of tryin’
It’s just a matter of cryin’
It’s just a matter of lyin’ to yourself
And, everybody else
Now, I’m a stranger where I’ve been many times before
But, nothin’ much scares me anymore
A bullet through the heart of the city of my birth
A target on my back everywhere I go on this earth
I know I will never go home anymore
What I’d find I’m not even sure
An orphan in the storm in the Land of Setting Sun
How can I explain this to you?
It’s just a matter of tryin’
It’s just a matter of cryin’
It’s just a matter of lyin’ to yourself
And, everybody else
Every night we ride the Mystery Train
Leaving behind the Human Stain
And, yes I carry a few regrets
None of which I will ever forget
But, I love a woman and she loves me right back
My songs are my lantern, my dreams are my map
Another chapter in the Big Book of Me
Who knows how this story ends?
It’s just a matter of tryin’
It’s just a matter of cryin’
It’s just a matter of lyin’ to yourself
And, everybody else