Manchester Orchestra - My Friend Marcus lyrics

My friend Marcus, he sleeps in my basement His father touched more than spirit Now he can hardly sleep, sleep I don't give a good sh** if you're lonesome I think that you should go home, son Find a father and your meaning Now I can see you mean everything to nothing Now I believe you mean everything, wooh Now I can see we mean everything to nothing Now I believe you mean every My friend Marcus he works on a train set And I still can't move on my broke track He's helping me find my meaning Now I can see we mean everything to nothing Now I believe you mean everything It's funny how many don't know How many of us don't have homes