Where to Begin

Up and up and up I climb,
 When I came up I was so far behind,
 My head takes a lickin',
 But my heart keeps on tickin,
 Just the same.
 
 Always startin' over but somehow,
 I always know where to begin.
 
 Round and round and round I ride,
 And just when I looked I hadn't even began,
 To feel the effect,
 A cool, dark fever,
 On the brain.
 
 That feelin' takin' over,
 Like a holy rollercoaster,
 To the grave.
 
 How can I await the day?
 And last the night I'm here to see?
 How do I await the mother lode?
 
 It's the art of feeling naked in your clothes.
 
 Again, again, again I tried,
 That's how I knew I would never be denied,
 That face in the mirror,
 Who could it be? It was my own.
 
 That cool, dark figure,
 That's when I knew I was alone.
 
 On and on and on I drive,
 When will I know I have finally arrived?
 So far I've gone, so far to go,
 It never ends.
 
 Always starting over but somehow I always know where to begin,
 Always starting over but somehow I always know where to begin,
 Always starting over but somehow I always know where to begin.

  Up and up and up I climb,
 When I came up I was so far behind,
 My head takes a lickin',
 But my heart keeps on tickin,
 Just the same.
 
 Always startin' over but somehow,
 I always know where to begin.
 
 Round and round and round I ride,
 And just when I looked I hadn't even began,
 To feel the effect,
 A cool, dark fever,
 On the brain.
 
 That feelin' takin' over,
 Like a holy rollercoaster,
 To the grave.
 
 How can I await the day?
 And last the night I'm here to see?
 How do I await the mother lode?
 
 It's the art of feeling naked in your clothes.
 
 Again, again, again I tried,
 That's how I knew I would never be denied,
 That face in the mirror,
 Who could it be? It was my own.
 
 That cool, dark figure,
 That's when I knew I was alone.
 
 On and on and on I drive,
 When will I know I have finally arrived?
 So far I've gone, so far to go,
 It never ends.
 
 Always starting over but somehow I always know where to begin,
 Always starting over but somehow I always know where to begin,
 Always starting over but somehow I always know where to begin.