Dust from a dim southern star Digits flash in double time San Diego just hold on and never mind Faded again in the lounge Blood and wine and the water downtown Here winter kicks out the summer for hanging around Pa** the time and watch the boy get off Grab a jet and give it one more shot See your face and write a blurry line Its a good day for wishing you were mine I wish it all the time Rushing to the slow decay I don't care what the people say Days burn up like weed and we're still the same Shoot me a scence where i'm easy Where pieces fit and people agree No one ever sees the way you never cease to save me Monday comes and everything is wrong Dull and cold like late December dawn See your face and ask someone the time It's a good day for wishing you were mine I wish it all the time I wish it all the time I wish it all the time