The Same Stars

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