All the words in the dictionary Float above our heads Wanting just to be spoken But not knowing where to land And cigarettes will be the ones who Keep your lips company while I'm Far away and living away in cities With nothing to my name It's simple I'm certain Here's to the men who died In a war when our fathers were boys And to the man I never knew Who gave birth to my mother It's simple I'm certain These circles keep working And I could learn a thing or two So could you, so could you I could learn a thing or two So could you, so could you And the worms are drinking and dancing Feasting on the bone And someday my body will go down It will be theirs instead of yours It's simple I'm certain These circles keep working And I could learn a thing or two So could you, so could you And I could learn a thing or two So could you, so could you