Low Road - Grace Potter and the Nocturnals

I lost everything

I fell out of a daydream

At the door of a long lost friend

And I cried aloud

Without an inch of pride

I knew I had reached the end

An old and lonely man

Saw me sittin on the curb

He reached out an took my hand

He said I know your song

And I know your name

And there was a time

That I felt the same

But it’s a low low road

You’ve gotta roll down

Before you find your way my friend

And it’s a high high hill

You’ve gotta climb up Before you get to the top again

I held on so dearly

To the wrong things in my life

But now I see so clearly

I was walking into my own knife

You’ve got to get up off that street

Stop looking at your feet

And take a hold of something real

And this old man took my hand

He looked at me and said

Little girl I understand

That it’s a low low road

You’ve gotta roll down

Before you find your way my friend

And it’s a high high hill

You’ve gotta climb up Before you get to the top again

And there was a time

That I thought that I knew it all

And there was a place

That I thought I could call my own

But it all came crashing down

And I looked around

And I knew that things

Would never be the same

Low low road

You’ve gotta roll down

Before you find your way my friend

And it’s a high high hill

You’ve gotta climb up Before you get to the top again

It’s a low low road

You’ve gotta roll down

Before you find your way my friend

And it’s a high high hill

You’ve gotta climb up Before you get to the top again

Cause it’s a low low road

You’ve gotta roll down

It’s a low low road