5th and James Ezra Bell

Well that soft light of morning, it was shining in my little black lagoon
Well a feast of bread and cheese served to me right here on paper plates with you
Well last night’s lies and the evidence of Armageddon news
And we hold too tight and watch the sky for news

Well darling as the night falls, so turn it down [?]
Well I’ll be coming home to you
Lay down and dance with you again

And we’ll be on our own
By now you know we want that
Oh, that the failures of our forbearers
Never vouch for us again

Hear the coughing in the stairwell, fading laughter of the strangers up a floor
They’re going out to meet disaster which the faces of the bathroom walls have warned
They might climb up to the precipice and peer out through the mess we’ve left once more
And sometimes it looks like flowers, but most times just the thorns

Oh darling as the walls die
Just in time for money
Well I will close my eyes here
Come back and sing to me again

And your little songs of how my pain’s been
Oh, down behind your strange [?]
And you help me to replace that
That little coward I have been