Tim Clark

Lyrics

Out where the mountains were low and the valleys were high
We were stuck somewhere out there along the horizon
Makin’ Saturday and movies just like strangers on a different train
We never thought that someday you’d call me friend

Oh Dylan, what must you make of me?
We met when you were just a kid and now you’re twenty-three
You crossed the line, you’re on the other side
You might not like the things you see
But just hold on you’ll be alright

So now you’re all grown up and I’m all worn down
We’ve got yesterday to thank for our collidin’
And I know I’m gonna let you down, I’ve been disappointed too
But just know that I’m gonna be there in the end

Oh Dylan, what must you make of me?
We met when you were just a kid and now you’re twenty-three
You crossed the line, you’re on the other side
You might not like the things you see
But just hold on you’ll be alright

The winds they’ll smash you down and just keep blowin’
You’ll think you can’t keep goin’ but you must
The clouds they’ll come and go, but just keep goin’
A little rain can wash away the dust

Oh Dylan, what must you make of me?
We met when you were just a kid and now you’re twenty-three
You crossed the line, you’re on the other side
You might not like the things you see
But just hold on you’ll be alright
Yes, I’ll tell you this for free
Your soul will have its dark night
But now you’re only twenty-three
And everything’s gonna be alright
And everything’s gonna be alright (everything)
And everything’s gonna be alright (everything)
And everything’s gonna be alright (everything)
And everything’s gonna be alright (everything)