Save your blues for another song
Singin' "I can't write what's wrong"
And save your umbrellas for a rainy day
Watch the shadows wash away
'Cuz the screen door is slammin'
And the clouds are getting dusty
And the farmers battin' hatches
And he's holdin' his hat
And all the trees are in a panic
And the dogs are alive
There are spirits in the clothing that is hanging to dry
That is hanging to dry
There ain't just an image or sounding voice
What comes by chance too comes by choice
Like words on a stone sittin' on that shelf
Always talkin' to yourself
There are [?] up ahead
As we drive into thе mirror
And the lights are growing nearеr
And they're passing us by
And the moons so near
And I'm only a shadow
I can feel you lookin' at me but I'm not what you see
No, I'm not what you see
Watch where you're goin'
And what's through is through
There is nothing after you
Save all your cryin'
Someone else is here
You've been the same one hundred years
But the sea moves like the dessert
Where the skeletons lie
And all the seconds start repeating
In the calm of the eye
And I drift [?]
But the [?] that I'm wearing
Because there's always someone sharin'
If there's something you need
'Cuz the screen door is slammin'
And the clouds are getting dusty
And the farmers battin' hatches
And he's holdin' his hat
And all the trees are in a panic
And the dogs are alive
There are spirits in the clothing that is hanging to dry
That is hanging to dry