Time Waits

Someday, there'll be nothing more to say

When life is seen as the dance of the seven veils

Well, each teaser reveals the beauty that was always already there

My body and soul and my car are not for sale

Some days are made of silent anticipation

Some days are just quarter-pumping, cheap peepshows

Oh, make-believe is all we have some of these days

Tie your money to your dog if you fear you might lose your way

The sun slips off each night to enjoy on the other side of town

Where barstools, and dreamers, and glasses all get refilled

Clocks and bar tabs are just numbers and memories fighting gravity against the wall

Steamboat fishlight dancin' on the windowsill

Oh, the jukebox man never hits us with the latest

No, he just brushes the the dust from the grooves of the songs we love

Wow a drunk couple sayin' "baby no,no you are no you are no you,you are the greatest"

Haloes and hornies, they're squared off toe to toe

Some day there'll be nothing more to say

As life is seen as the dance of the seven veils

Each teaser reveal the beauty that was always already there

My body and soul and my car are not for sale

My body and soul and my car are not for sale

My body and soul and my car are not for sale