Oh, lonely day, oh, led astray, oh, burden on the land

Oh always same, oh, nothing changed, oh, urge to bite the hand

Withholding on your promise to the air

Will only lead to something bad, I swear

You can't escape the Angels' Share.



Down again -- it seems a losing fight

Yet, down again, I sit, to try to write

An open letter to a President

Or melodies to help a girl pay rent

(We saved and saved, only to find them spent).



When oh, the long road leads me to your door

Feed me food and heal my health and offer me your floor

There, you'll find me lying there in the morn. 

If I don't wake, you've got to let me go on.

Let me go on my way.

Do try.

Get by.

Because on and on, the tides are going to come

As sure enough, they'll leave again as one

As you and I, we will or won't be here

As sure enough, the Angels take their share, but where?

I'm not so sure I think it's fair.

And I'm not so sure I think they care.