Hey man, take it easy on that cigarette
It's not a race 'least not one you'll win
What is that your chipping at in your head
You say I'd know if I'd stick around
I think that's a burn but we seldom learn
You know fire's too strict a teacher
Stoking up the coal with another pull
Silence and smoke poured out
But there'll be time in distant days
Time enough for me to shape my ways
Where my ambitions lift my indifference
And no more of the day is a waste
Get me on the next one I want out
On a bus or train just something
If you traced these city limits from the map
I swear you'd draw a mouth
I promised the neighbor lady I'd look after her cats over the summer
Kind of made fume that she'd duly assume that I'd just be around
Before the Earth swallows us up
Before the dirt begins to fill my cup
And the stuff inside of me is made a feast
For the earthworms and digging grubs
But the thing that I wanted and came back to say was all of it goes a different way
Don't think that you'll go just to end up sticking around
But I think that I heard Bill Murray say was all of it goes a different way
Don't think that you'll go just to end up sticking around
But there will be time in distant days
Time enough for me to shape my ways
Where my ambitions lift my indifference
And no more of the day is a waste
Hope to know all I've spent
Time and Love and Money for the rent
I hope to know what was and wasn't meant to be sought out on the firmament
But the thing that I wanted and came back to say was all of it goes a different way
Don't think that you'll go just to end up sticking around
But I think that I heard Bill Murray say was all of it goes a different way
Don't think that you'll go just to end up sticking around