My footsteps are ticking
Dizzy golden, dancing green
Hearing muffled, seeing blind
The sun is blinding
Like water dripping from a tree
I don't know where
Walk with me and we will see
My heart is broken
Brittle branches in the air
Walking a hairline
Ice on the sidewalk
And stepping very carefully
Soon it will hit the deep freeze
Through the park in the afternoon
What we have got
It's worn out at the knees
And something is cracking