No One’s Waiting Up For Me Tonight
Kevin Devine, Chris Bracco
The kids sound like cats
And the cats sound like weather
I could listen all night
It never gets better
It’s like I’m looking for a bell to ring
Tied to my bed
When the war started over
Thought we’d figure things out
But we only got older
And horrified at everything
No distraction
From our dreams, denied
No one’s waiting up for me tonight
Palms to my thighs
All that boiler room breathing
Easy closing my eyes
Harder believing
I’m always listening for birds to sing
God transmissions
Through my higher mind
No one’s waiting up for me tonight
Transformations, imitating life
No one’s waiting up for me tonight