Fall Before the Climb

FALL BEFORE THE CLIMB I'm disillusioned by it all Too many curtains to look behind Too much climb before the fall Too much fall before the climb You always say it like you mean it With the shape of your mouth Like you're telling me a secret You wished I'd figured out O honey I've been waiting so patiently O something come and get the best of me When it is dry in the garden, Nothing growing on the vine And the field's just lying fallow And you left your boots untied But you start running like you mean it Like you're running out of time Too much climb before the fall Too much fall before the climb O honey I've been waiting so patiently O something come and get the best of me To all the ghosts in the morning, To all the ghosts in the night, To all the shadows they are born in, To what's wrong and to what's right... We will wake up tomorrow Still drunk on the wine Come joy or come sorrow, Come whatever we find Can we be in love with it all? All the curtains to look behind? All the climb before the fall? All the fall before the climb? Can we be in love with it all? Can we be in love with it all? Can we be in love with it all? Can we be in love with it all? O honey I've been waiting so patiently O something come and get the best of Something come and get the best of O something come and get the best of me...