Looks like the summer fade
Couldn't help but bring it down
You needed to try other places
Well, I'm sure you'll figure it out
The wind, it comes in from the coast
Calling me to the South
Two years we couldn't laugh
Now death explains itself

Everybody loves
Yeah, that's life, it brings you down
Drink 'em up, yeah, hold one up for me
"He loved me, but it's over now"

I was looking at the motion magazine
I was dreaming, we were lying down
In the dream we were close to seventeen, now
Never strung out, never down

The next singer you find to love you
I bet he steals the words right out of my mouth
You'll feel me pass like a stag in the grass
Even though I'm not around

Next time you call on me
Swear I'll figure it out
I stand there speaking all slow
My mind in deep red clouds
Each day I come 'round the station
See you're not around
And the station man just laughs
Aw, don't you know by now

Everybody loves
Yeah, I'm still around somehow
Yeah, you you're going places
But, baby, you got the same old sound

A sweet-talking, low-doping daddy
From on high and delivered down
You see him getting old on the road, now
But he holds his head up proud

And now that you're not here
He relies on his lonesome sound
And I know, dear, you can hear him still
Even though he's not around

Sing for you
For me
For Two
Let's keep there
Go on

Every time it descends, oh my Lord
Every time perfect sense, oh my Lord
Every time we protect perfect sense we prepare, oh my Lord