Working for a man that doesn't pay
Dice rolled on asphalt in an alleyway
How did you ever get back
Those creases you had
At the start
Darling smoke a cigarette for me
Armchair analysis
Freezing feet
Those broken glasses are gone
Swept up like the long ago
I'll try
I'll really try
To make it home by the end of the night
But they're filling me a cup
And I've got more than time enough
Making awful jokes at an awful time
Wondering what's out there but staying safe inside
The blocks and rattling toys
Don't show you the boys
You'll love once
Leaving in the night for another life
Breaking in a window for the shards to shine
I guess you never go back
You never go forward either
I tried
I really tried
To find a home by the end of the night
But they made me take it slow
And they turned the lights down low
But they're filling me a cup
And all my friends are turning up
Bread and wine but still no love
And my time is almost up
My time is almost up