I pick up a [bad word] [bad word] it through my thin gray hair
 Though I don't have any plans tonight
 I'm not going anywhere

 Well I should have seen [bad word]  Don't know why I'm surprised
 'Cause every vessel on its way down
 Takes with it the captains life

 Though I'm blind, my dear, I see
 The parade goes on without me
 My body aches, my mind it weeps
 For you, for you

 Tonight I'm locked outside my building
 Guess I must have lost the key
 So I'll just sit here on the sidewalk
 Let the snow fall on my knees

 And if I make it to a pay phone
 I don't know who i would call
 So for now I'll close my eyes and rest
 My crooked back against the wall

 I read that old men will see visions
 And young men will follow dreams
 And I believed it when I read it
 I see you face in everything

 And now your honey jars are frozen
 And in the window, your books have browned
 And there's too much room inside our bed
 I think I'll join you in the ground

 Though I'm blind my dear I see
 Let the [bad word] sing without me
 My body breaks, my mind it sleeps
 With you, oh oh oh