Sitting on a fence, the big bet between time and space.
Lookin' for a clue, saw it on your face.
Found another world in a grain of sand.
You know I laughed so long, 'fore I planned.
And the answer lies where it always does,
Somewhere between the beauty and the buzz.
People fall out above and die.
Rain like jet debris down from the sky.
Play the guitar, Son, you'll always have a friend.
Never be alone. Romance never ends.
Just a neighbor fool running one month laid.
You know the joke's on me. And the laughter fades.
And the answer lies where it always does,
Somewhere between the beauty and the buzz.
People fall out above and die.
Rain like jet debris down from the sky.
Once there was a now, wide eyed all night long.
Up with the loss, sang an old time song.
Then I heard a voice, echoing around the room.
It's a pretty short movie.
It always ends too soon.
Always ends too soon.
And the answer lies where it always does,
Somewhere between the beauty and the buzz.
People fall out above and die.
Rain like jet debris down from the sky.
And the answer lies where it always does,
Somewhere between the beauty and the buzz.
People fall out above and die.
Rain like jet debris down from the sky.
Artist: Nina Puslar
Artist: Gordon Lightfoot
Artist: Foreigner