Swan Dive - Western Sky

 

 

I was sitting in a bar on the lower east side,
thinking about the western sky,
thinking about my misspent life,
thinking about you.
Canyons and deserts and afternoon showers,
the concert at Red Rocks that went on for hours
and hours and hours and hours
I been thinking about you.

Walking to the L Train, walking back home,
so many people but you're still alone
and after five years I've got nothing to show,
nothing to show

I've got seeds in my pockets,
tokens of affection,
five dollar street sunglasses,
and I'll be fine.
Bits of confetti,
smarts from the Bowery,
and I'm bringing it home to the western sky.

Fran and Mia said they'd help me pack
but I put everything in just one bag,
across the Hudson and I won't look back,
won't look back.
I had stars in my eyes, yeah I believed,
now I'll sleep real good and I won't dream,
I'll throw them all in a mountain stream,
all those dreams.

I've got seeds in my pockets,
tokens of affection,
five dollar street sunglasses,
and I'll be fine.
Bits of confetti,
smarts from the Bowery,
and I'm bringing it home to the western sky.

I've got seeds in my pockets,
Tokens of affection,
five dollar street sunglasses,
Rocky Mountain High.
No time for assholes,
know the value of a dollar,
it'll stretch so much further
in the western sky.

Seeds in my pockets,
tokens of affection,
five dollar street sunglasses,
and I'll be fine
Bits of confetti,
smarts from the Bowery,
and I'm bringing it home to the western sky.