The Story Goes

He wakes up as the evening fades to night

To the chiming of an ice cream van that hides

Out 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

His whiskey and his luck, they all got used

And then the phone rings

And he hears the angel sing

Please won’t you come home?

And time seems to pass him by

Ravens all calling from the sky

And God 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 for the answer everywhere

Then God turned up one morning with a prayer

And he said you're mine

Just have one more glass of wine

And then I’m taking you home

And wind whispers secrets cold

From the footsteps of the empty midnight den

They shine under silver moons

And whisper while he’s sleeping in your bed

Home’s not just a place to lay your head