Everything at Once

When something has you pinned

And the contraption that you're in

Won't let your day begin

And every rustling of leaves

Is the thieving of your thieves

And sleep is obsolete like bathtub gin

You can hear the big black clock

An no, it doesn't slow or stop

It just ticks as you tick off what might have been

So here's a song about nothing and everything at once

Oh the minutes and the months

Nothing and everything at once

So here's a song about nothing and everything at once

Oh the minutes and the months

The feedback and the drums

Oh the feeling noise becomes

Everything at once

The oaks and the sweetgums

On the street where you are from

Everything at once

Nothing and everything at once