Poison Years

Poison thoughts in my mind Got to free myself from this bind I know I'm a reasoning guy In an act like Jesus Christ Stare into the sun You don't see eye to eye with anyone I throw it all away (Don't talk to me no more) The more I think, the less I've got to say (I don't remember you no more) About these poison years: it's just a memory And every time you knock me down It's all that I can do to get up off the ground Pull myself apart again At the end of this rope Rope at the end of the line I see you swing by your neck on a vine Treason is the reason for my poison years Leaves are changing seasons of my poison years Poison years in my mind Got to free myself from this bind I know I'm a reasoning guy Every time you knock me down It's all that I can do to get up To get up off the ground --- Poison Years - Bob Mould