Slide against the fan, the room is clear
Suddenly we have a vacuum
In the mail a telegram, I could not wait, all aboard the caravan it leaves today
And then the night comes on, the lights turn low
Fall asleep, all alone
Consider for a second the ways of the world
Maybe I'll throw myself a bone

Maybe I'll throw myself to the dogs
But my back's not to the wall
Maybe I'll lay some bricks for the man
But the days just aren't that long
So if I settle back and chill
Will I see far enough to feel the angel's dream?
I thought it was the story of the world

Can I call out and say, everybody here
Lend me an ear to talk to
Can I go out and scream, the ways of the world
Without me singing another tune
But the words are so familiar, I heard it before
And you might dare to sing along
With the crickets out chirping a random song
Maybe I'll throw myself a bone

Maybe I'll throw myself to the dogs
But my back's not to the wall
Maybe I'll lay some bricks for the man
But the days just aren't that long
So if I settle back and chill
Will I see far enough to feel the angel's dream?
I thought it was the story of the world
When frick turns to frack, there's no turning back
And you got a slip tongue and a smack attack
And there's colors like green and you're wearing black
And you fall down flat on a railroad tracks
But then the sun comes up and the day moves on
And the old routine takes its toll
And you feel like a copier rolling along
Maybe you'd throw yourself a bone

Maybe you'd throw yourself to the dogs
But you back's not to the wall
Maybe you'd lay some bricks for the man
But the days just aren't that long
And if you settle back and chill
Will you see far enough to feel the angel's dream?

I thought it was the story of the world
I thought it was the story of the world
I thought it was the story