He wakes up as the evening to night To the chiming of an ice cream van that hides there in the dark And sound echoes through the empty park He’s lost and far from home His body’s feeling beat up and abused whiskey and his luck, they all got used And then the phone rings he hears the angel sing Please won’t you come
And time seems to pass him by Ravens all calling from the sky And takes his vengeance slow Maybe that’s the way the story goes? Is that just how you feel when you get old?
He’s searching the answer everywhere Then God turned up one morning with a And he said you're mine Just have one more glass of wine And then taking you home And wind whispers secrets cold From the footsteps of the empty midnight den(??) They shine under silver moons And while he’s sleeping in your bed Home’s not just a place to lay your head