Level With Me

i keep pressing the button that takes me down to level c
and i laugh out loud because level’s a word that is used ironically
cause it may as well be a bucking bull
or a ship in the see with a hole in its hull
i keep hanging on and pray for the day you can be
level with me
 
pray that you’re level with me, it’s just a matter of time
before the revelry arrives, with your peace of mind
you can find me here, i’ll just be walking the line
until the day you are free and level with me
 
my eyes they are tired, and my heart is lonely
and my clothes smell like hospital
my collection is growing of those visitor stickers
peel them off and stick ‘em on the wall
but i wait every day and i walk to a well
full of love that we made and i fill up my pail
i just hang on and pray for the day you can be
level with me