I pity the trees that hold up the sky
That stand with crooked shoulders
And watch as the world goes by
And are you feeling lonely
Living at the end of the world
Is a minute's love affair with the city
Enough to make your heart uncurl
And oh my midnight caller
Oh my whiskey eyes
My moon tattoos, my letters from you
My morning dragonfly
Picking yellow flowers that grow out the roadside
They shake with every footstep
They wave at cars passing by
With the rain bugs on the windshield
And the radio playing low
And the cherished anonymity of moving alone in this world
And oh my mirror image
Oh my sweet between
And oh my brave reminder
Of all the things I've seen
Digging for the cool dirt
Diggin' in the dust
What if all your golden treasure has all turned into rust
'Cause I've sung mine on the mountain
I've sung mine in the woods
And you've buried yours so deep in the ground
Would you find it if you could
And oh my lost and found
Oh my morning prayer
Oh my shadow on the wall
Of my disrepair
And there is still that strange sound
Always rolling by
Where do they go, the things you know
When their time comes to die