Singing to a man we know
Be his blessing
Watch his children fall asleep again
Treat yourself to a nightly drama
Analyze where the cast has gone
Blank canvas paper on a lily white
Face of dark
Come home to say nothing but a little goodmorning
Whose house is this? I've earned this stay.
What are we going to do when the town's gone
When a goddamn wave knocks your kids our of public school
Your sleep is over
What would you think if I woke you up
Said your goals were synthetic,
Media-made and pathetic?
I think that you'd think you were right I was wrong
Pessimist all along
With a jaw not as strong
This will be your only job.
Your only friends and only kids you'll ever know
Until you fall asleep