Wayward and sitting tight
I am a rocking chair on the porch outside
I am a stone skipping across the night
I am a five dollar bill, yeah.
And its getting late i know
But youre still undressing
And the windows open
And the crickets humming the night in slow
Like the folks never will.
And aw man, the neighbors quiet
And the dogs are sleeping for a little while
And the house is creaking
And the people out with a five dollar bill, yeah.
And I' down here looking in
Youre a magic spell at the window pane
You are closing curtains across the day
You are tin cans and silk
And you know its not a lot
Its a porch light on in the dark
Its an old machine that creaks and sings so well
Its boards and rusted wire
Its elbow grease and time
Cuz heaven knows that only time will tell
So im moving in.
And when the nighttime comes youre a sleepless dreamer youre a quiet song you are a gold watch i will never pawn for a five dollar bill yeah.
Now im down here looking up
I am a weary soldier with an old tin cup
I am a lucky fool with the royal flesh
I am too high to k**.
And you know its not a lot
Its a porch light on in the dark
Its an old machine that creaks and sings so well
Its boards and rusted wire
Its elbow grease and time
Cuz heaven knows that only time will tell
So im moving in.
And aw man youre looking down
With your toothy smile
And your hair undone
You are the smooth talker of babylon
You are a five dollar bill yeah
So cmon and hang my hat
Its a wooden door and a welcome mat
Its a a dusty floor and a mangy cat
And it always will be