Not in Our Stars (the Fine Game of Nil)

Well the road goes on forever
And the parting never ends
Somehow 'goodbye' ain’t ever good enough
No matter how many times you’ve said it
But time, was it all we had once?
The time to get there and back again
Don’t let the day go down and the twilight abound
Or we’ll be both be bathing in it

Yeah, when the sun slows down passing cars
Poke holes in the night and call them 'stars'
As the tail lights write on your face like sin
Flowing like the blood that we’ve been baptized in

You might say that nothing matters
And you’d be right again
But get your hands out your pockets
We’ve got money to spend

When I was a child
And the child was enough
My dad bought tickets to a circus
But never wound up taking us
Oh but once I saw The Tyger
He was sleeping on the lam
And what framed that fearful symmetry
Was the work of twilight’s hands

It ain’t personal and it’s not business
But maybe it is time to forget this
It will get in the way
Until the way is just what it is
I know that the fault is not in our stars
It’s in these brains that torture us for stories
And paint those lines we keep driving in

But press your foot on the gas
And let the miles pass
I feel fate homing in
So let’s get
(Let’s get it)

And when the sun speeds up the fading stars
Are swerving like drunks coming home from the bars
As the tail lights glow on our face like sin
Burning like the fire we’ve been baptized in

You might think that nothing matters
And what a blessing that curse is
But take your hands out your pockets
Cause we’ve got wheels to spin

You might say that nothing matters
And you’d be right again
But get your hands on the wheel
We’ve got somewhere to get