We've All Got To Be Going Somewhere - Jay Malinowski

The city grows cold as we start to fall

The streets are still lit, the bars at last call

Looking for love and looking for when

A final letter from me will be sent

Cause we’ve all got to be going somewhere

Yeah we’ve all got to be going somewhere

Some to the ground and some to thin air

But we’ve all got to be going somewhere

I’ve got my freedom, I’ve got my friends

I’ve got stories and dusty book ends

Stories that go past cigarette ends

Some lives are born and some remain dead

But we’ve all got to be going somewhere

Yeah we’ve all got to be going somewhere

Some to the ground and some to thin air

But we’ve all got to be going somewhere

Yeah we’ve all got to be going somewhere

Yeah we’ve all got to be going somewhere

Yeah we’ve all got to be going somewhere