Counting Down The Hours lyrics

Innocence, it don`t come easy - in a sense it never will

Accidents mean no one`s guilty, ignorance means someone`s killed

So I asked our Mr. Mellor how one gets to where one`s going

And he points to his survival, and he points me down the road

As I go on

Wondering if I`ve got a soul and

Counting down the hours `til it goes

On a dark wet night in April, on a street in Jersey where

I went looking for some writing that I knew would not be there

And a punter from the Pelhams and the police, in the rain,

Were concerned more with a car than with the fact the light had changed

But after listening all morning, as I drove down 95

To a story of detainees who were barely kept alive

I could deal with trying to process pigeons acting like they`re doves

But not with interference from the power lines above

As I go on

Wondering if I`ve got a soul and

Counting down the hours `til it goes

And oh, precautions, yes precautions

But if you`re playing with a gun, you could kill someone

And in the dark it`s hard to know a friend

But I`m not angry, I won`t be forever angry

As I`m walking toward tomorrow with a rifle in my hand

And I`m thinking about New England, and I`m missing old Japan

And a mountain in California where a spring runs hot and cold

And if I told you I felt ageless, would you tell me I`m not old?

As I go on

Wondering if I`ve got a soul and

Counting down the hours `till it goes
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