Under the Carlaw Bridge

It's another cold one But what have I done To feel so hollow and cold it seems That I could find a clear model At the bottom of a bottle But I'm two times the coward I ever thought I'd be Because it ain't clear No it ain't clear And what the hell am I doin' here? No it ain't clear But it rings in my ears Somewhere under the Carlaw bridge Somewhere under the Carlaw bridge Now there's snow on the corner Where I stood with my old friend Talked about revolution with two loaded guitars And it's only four blocks up to The Only But at times like this, you know it seems three times as far Because it ain't clear No it ain't clear And what the hell am I doin' here? No it ain't clear But it rings in my ears Somewhere under the Carlaw bridge Somewhere under the Carlaw bridge Where're the banners? Where're the headlines? Those future planners and hungry deadlines Those true believers and crazy Fridays Those sham deceivers, these can't be my days Ah, maybe next time... Well, now my coffee's gone cold But my heart's gone colder I think I'm reading too much It feels like twenty below And it's a kick in the nuts When your vision clears up And you realize you've only been playing with change There're people more together than you'll ever be And it makes you want to ask yourself, "What's happenin' to me?" And it makes you want to ask yourself, "What's happenin' to me?" And it makes you want to ask yourself, "What's happenin' to me?" What's happenin', what's happenin' What's happenin', what's happenin'