Sometimes grieving, most days vacant
Fifty-eight dead in Las Vegas
We're hanging on by a thread now, baby
Ain't we now, ain't we now?

I must be alive to give you something true
Of myself when I'm inclined
To be a wreck, but lately you don't mind
You hold me now, anyhow

Days get shorter, rain keeps breathing down my neck
I know the line is thin
I know the test is yet to come
Baby, be at rest, be at rest

I must be alive to catch the wind
To step outside, to comе back in
To recognize my oldest friеnd
It is alive inside my life

Well, it's all on time
Yeah, it's always on time
Waiting on the night wine to bloom
The moon don't hang right
The dog shakes at night
There's a way I meet with you
Moon shine on the waves this evening
The rage inside, the overheating
On a night walk I'm gonna meet freedom
With the night hawks and the street preachers
Don't mind, baby, don't mind

I must be alive inside the chaos
Ugliness can find its day off
Wheeling motel reconciled
The river is my only child
Denied, baby, swing wide

Well, it's all on time
Yeah, it's always on time
Waiting on the night wine to bloom
The moon don't hang right
The dog shakes at night
There's a way I meet with you

God is love, still getting even
Lamb's blood on my door this evening
I rest inside the horse's teething
Peace is on the rise
Believe it most nights

I must be alive to be the voice inside the well
The harm I've done, I could not tell
You are the vine, I am the shell
I could not find
What's good about me
Without you setting that free