Shadows are falling and I've been here all day,
It's too hot to sleep and time is running away.
Feel like my soul has turned into steel,
I've still got the scars that the sun did not heal.
There's not even room enough to be anywhere,
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Well, my sense of humanity has gone down the drain,
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kinda pain.
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind,
She put down in writing what was in her mind.
I just don't see why I should even care,
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Well, I've been to London and I've been to gay Paris,
I've followed the river and I got to the sea.
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies,
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes.
Sometimes my burden is more than I can bear,
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
I was born here and I'll die here against my will,
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still.
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb,
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from.
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer,
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.