Night noises are my noises And soiled doves are my birds Lost mornings just start my days And questions rule my words Shame is in the trunk It must be somewhere out of sight And I drink without economy When I go out into the night There was a man I looked to Last I heard, he'd sailed away Made home down in south Florida But I don't think he's there today The only one I've known To give me comfort, oh And fear all at once While keeping tools of inspiration near He taught me to make big thoughts small And stay ruled by human hunger Weakness we should celebrate Not let others drag you under Nobility ain't much to ask To find coming ever clearer If a man can keep to task When looking in the mirror