we never thought it'd come to this
but there you were sleeping in your clothes
in bed with your arithmetic
your head had grown so long in your repose
there among the broken glass
--- and little paper birds
faded in the sunlight of a million ways that i can't find the words
oh, it's all right
it's all right
the days all run together
in an angry pack and now they're catching up
i finally got your letter
and your punctuation hit me like a truck
she'll be coming 'round the mountain in a minute now to take us underground
to infiltrate the borders, pray to jesus when the devil's not around
oh, it's all right
it's all right
we've got all night
oh, it's all right
it's all right
we've got all night