NO SONGS Lyrics

When there are no songs left to play

She puts a feather in the page

Reminding her where we left off

"We can pick it up again"

As she slides the cap off of the pen

So we gather our things

And head out into the cold

She knows the night can lead the lost

To that same corner

Warms themselves in the old florescent light

Dance around an empty room

Sing a soft and empty tune

That goes "Lo, do they ever know you

Lo, do they ever hear you speak

Or do they take your stepping stone

And roam around the world alone

Until they find whatever it is they seek"

When there are no songs left to play

She puts a feather in the page

Reminding her where we left off

"We can pick it up again

Just know this is a means to an end"

And so she leaves me out here

Singing in the dark

Lo, do they ever hear you speak

You do me better than the bottle

But I'll feel worse in all tomorrow

When you ask me for another friend to meet