This cigarette is doing nothing for me
I still feel the tension in my veins
And all my borrowed habits haven’t left me less erratic
The lines keep growing deeper on my face

All that I had lost suddenly hit me
Like a brick wall, in Memphis, Tennessee
A stranger lent their kindness in the form of an air mattress
And love and sorrow led me to my sleep

Does everything fall apart like the rain tears from the clouds?
And will it all go back again when the sun
When the sun comes back out?

All my friends migrated to the west coast
Like a goldrush, like an earthquake mountain-range
But as soon as I arrived, they were the angels at my side
I almost forgot how much here had changed

Does everything fall apart like the winter tears the leaves?
And will they all grow back again when the world
When the world finally sleeps?

I no longer think of my mistakes as a shovel by a grave
‘Cause each one whittled down a part of me I wasn’t proud of
I think I can afford myself some grace
The future is a void we cannot look into
But the emptied cup is free to get filled up
The same spirit still dwells within the thin walls of my shell
I am amazed at all the ways to fall in love
Does everything fall apart like the shore torn by the sea?
'Cause each time I come back again
I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready to leave
I’m ready to leave