Is it this I've waited on?
If it is, it's come undone
And my silhouette knows its place
Retracing my steps each day
And the moon turns over the same
Over the same ground
It won't be missed
Is it safe here after dark?
My bones seem to think it's not
And my grandfather takes his own
As the small shakes come and go
And the drink turns over the pain
Over the pain now
It's come to this