These words I was destined to write Will find peace on the paper tonight Like it makes a difference If they live or they die
And I’ll stay up till 6 A.M. Killing words and re-writing them Like it makes a difference To the public’s eye.
Try hard as I might I can not write a song without a name
I am alone and that’s OK
I will live life in my own way I will eat breakfast after sunset on the fence And I will let rebels disobey And I will let angels sit and pray But I will not settle for a life without suspense And that’s the difference
My feet, they are naked and cold While the sky, like a halogen bulb Works to make a difference I watch the morning glisten Now I know that the things I’m missing Are not as bright as I thought they’d be They’re not as bright as me
And it’s One Hundred And Six A.M. But this song’s still my timeless friend Herein lies the difference Because you know, you’ve got to listen To yourself when you’re reminiscing I’ll take my time writing this down I’ll be writing it down I’ll be making it up, though.
That’s indifference to a story that was told to you By a world with the point of view of a horoscope Their leaps of faith and misplaced hopes Their penitence is worse than their thrones.