Nobody Left But You

Pre-gig nerves laid off bets

Rusty old cans dreams of sweeps and cigarettes

Some kind of thankless task that you made for me

Some ideal of ludicrous ideology

 

Some religious freak of many creed

Some wine to take and have no need of greed or this or that that you have seen

And everyone who’s got your thanks

Machines guns and many tanks come over the horizon writhing in view

 

Breezing and breathing into you and breathing into me

When you pass through heaven’s gate every morning

And when you wake up and the sun shines that’s just fine cause you don’t even know your own mind

You’ve been bored and staying and hanging around and on the ground

 

You’ve never lived, you’ve never tried, you never had time on your side

There’s always been a million things you never said to you, never mind them

There is always the one thing that you can or can not do

Dream sleep, sleep dream, you got all the million things in between

 

You got a world to wait and a thing to make

When you pass through heaven’s gate every morning

And when you wake up and the sun shines and the trees come out and your face looks fine

There’s only birds and sky

 

Nobody, nobody left but you

 

Dream casual like no need to proclaim, hanging out in the driving rain

No need to go round and round banging on and on and on and on

Dream casual like no need to proclaim, hanging out in the driving rain

 

No reason to wonder why

Surely this is all of our sky

And we’re rolling, racing to the break of day

 

No reason to wonder why

Surely this is all of our sky

And we’re rolling, racing to the break of day

Where the morning sunlight shatters