Night noises are my noises
And soiled doves are my birds
Lost mornings just start my days
And questions rule my words

Shame is in the trunk
It must be somewhere out of sight
And I drink without economy
When I go out into the night

There was a man I looked to
Last I heard, he'd sailed away
Made home down in south Florida
But I don't think he's there today

The only one I've known
To give me comfort, oh
And fear all at once
While keeping tools of inspiration near

He taught me to make big thoughts small
And stay ruled by human hunger
Weakness we should celebrate
Not let others drag you under

Nobility ain't much to ask
To find coming ever clearer
If a man can keep to task
When looking in the mirror