I'm fixing a drink in the morning 
With the way things are,
You may have stayed too long

You're splitting apart at the seams 
From the hospital call
You've known him so long
 [bad word] ]
If there's a God up in the air
Someone looking over everyone
At least you got something 
To fall back on

Deep in the heart of the country
Was a house I built from logs 
raven and a lady hawk

Quiet and calm through the day
See the sun burn through the fog
Approaching was a yellow dawn
 [bad word] 

And what are people really for? 
Does anybody even care?
I'll bet you get a lot [bad word] down there
 [bad word] 

And do you got something to say?
Isn't [bad word] over you?
Do you got important things 
Still left to do?