Lyrics:

The T.V.’s saying I’m lonely

But I like to think that I’m okay

I’ll tip my hand then you’ll understand

And we’ll learn to laugh off what we say

Now brother hand me my poison

Cause today is gonna be the day

Where all we absolve will all slowly dissolve

And trouble will kindly stay away

The moon will blink on occasion

But it’s still there all the same

A watchful eye in a blackened sky

To heal you with it’s glowing embrace

These streets outside are so quiet

I’ll walk them with the light of a star

Til’ steel on tracks come and hark me back

To make sure I won’t go too far