[Verse 1]
I will smile when I think of you
I'll dream where you dream
And though I live in the same city you live in
Given all that you've been through
And all that you've seen when times are lean
And you mean to make a living

[Chorus]
Songs are widowed when they've lost the ones they're for
Questions hang around like dogs
Lives are riddled with these small and petty gods
That worry us to crowd around the door

[Verse 2]
And you will rise with the morning
And shake off the teeth
Squeeze the rind, spit the pith, and drink the day in
Weighing all that it costs you to maintain belief
In the face of the grief that finds its way in

[Chorus]
Songs are widowed when they've lost the ones they're for
Questions hang around like dogs
Lives are riddled with these small and petty gods
That worry us to crowd around the door