Coming Down

I can't afford a place to stay

A new guitar to sit and play

And this old box rings out just right

I'll slip on couches and slip in cars

Crash one-nighters from the bar

You judging me just don't feel right

I've been bottom of the barrel poor

And worked for hot meals before

I spent all my spare change on bad habits

I've played for tips, and I've played for kids

I've played to see who I could meet

And none of these have landed me in deal

Maybe mama's prayers and daddy's best wishes

Will bring me home with gold-filled fears

And everyone can say that they are proud

Until I find myself living that dream

I'll sing my heart out, pick the next dream

I'll dream in the sky while I'm on the ground

I'm coming down, I'm coming down

I'll keep on playing every show

For the ten folks in the back row

One night, I'll find my place to land

They'll buy my beer, feed my face

Maybe their smoke's not laced

Either way, I'm not turning it down

I sing all night in this no-name town

With a no-name face and a no-name frown

I let destiny and love guide me

I'm leaning away from sobriety

I'll chase my dreams into the sea

And hold on to these strings to stay afloat

Maybe mama's prayers and daddy's best wishes

Will bring me home with gold-filled fears

And everyone can say that they are proud

Until I find myself living that dream

I'll sing my heart out, pick the next dream

I'll dream in the sky while I'm on the ground

I'm coming down, I'm coming down

I'm coming down, I'm coming down

I'm coming down, I'm coming down

I'm coming down, I'm coming down