I was a man alone
Leaning on the white courtesy phone
Holy fools and hobo signs
I rebuke in moony lines
I drove into the sun
Yeah I was the dirt and when the wheels spun
Wanting to escape myself
Leave the gun upon the shelf
Stroll through, ‘scuse me but I thought I knew you
Smiling like a check is due
Feeling pleasure that you’re bound to lose
Wait! Oh, you’ll find a better way
Oh yes I’m free to face all the darkness on my own
You were a holy mess
You were dressed in infinite forgiveness
But you were the heaviest
Cat in the crowd nonetheless
You were a wretched wave
All the sullen trolls that you swam out to save
All the moves and all your mind
Dust swirls in the sunlight
All things empty and amazing
Jot ’em down upon the wall
Dressed like a professional
Wait! Oh, you’ll find a better way
Oh yes I’m free to face all the darkness on my own
—Mike Doughty
—lyrics from “Wait! You’ll Find a Better Way”
—found on The Heart Watches While the Brain Burns