Haydn lost his mind when he heard the verse for the first time
And he never ever really got it back
I think he knows that
I think he knows that that's alright
I think he knows that we're losing light
I think he knows that
I think he knows that that's alright
I think he knows that we're losing light
Casey sees each day as a compromise that flies in the face of dreams
That she never ever really got to have
I think she hopes that
Or has decided it's alright
Because she knows that
We're losing light
I think she knows that
Or has made peace with what it's like
To know we're losing
Lights, camera, action Do they say that anymore?
Has there ever really been a masterpiece
Cut up on the cutting room floor
When we couldn't see the color of the sepia thespian's eyes?
While the cinematographer cried We're losing.
My life will be like my mother's father's life
At least that's how it seems so far
I've gota house outside of town and a decent car
Oh no, think that
Think the quiet life's alright
Because the hunchback used a candle to make shadows in the night
Oh yes, think that
Think the quiet life's alright
Because he uses those same candles to battle those same shadows
And Haydn lost his mind the first time he heard the muse
But he could never bring himself to cry
Think he knows that
Think he knows that that's alright think he knows that
We're losing
We're losing
We're losing light
We're losing light
We're losing light