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There's a literal way that you can take everything I say |
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We could end this right now if you want it that way, but you don't want it that way |
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East coast stories out of books breed ugly, hateful looks in the streets of New York and LA |
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where there's got to be some kind of institution, but all I see are problems without the solutions, and |
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God don't make things that you can rearrange |
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But that's okay, because I can't take the change |
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I'll be happy when my friends don't go |
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When we're in this town for good I'll know |
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I'll see you somewhere, like Saturdays on museum stairs |
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And in friends' cars and outside of Irish bars and underneath the same stars |
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That lit our situations, our impulses and our hesitations |
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And that will shine on me when this all works out like your planned and I can tell you that I understand, 'cause |
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God don't make things that you can rearrange |
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But that's okay, because I can't take the change |
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And I'll be happy when my friends don't go |
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When we're in this town for good I'll know. |
