Closing In

I feel cold and quiet closing in
nervous about my unforgiven sin
for a long time pullin’ out
when I shoulda been pushin’ in
and in this land
that’s not ok
not something you’d want broadcast on tv
look at Jim
look at him
ain’t he a messy sloppy slob
oh dear
oh dear
out here at night
I often feel fear
and if the axe-man comes
for him I’ll beat my drum
with my forefinger and thumb
feed the blandest bland
to the axe-swingin’ man
uh oh
here we go
never easy when it’s time to grow
but I know it’s time to go
time to stow my gear and go
shake the dust from my feet
say a prayer for the weak
for the unguarded sheep
and head the right way
down a one-way street…