From rolling over the mountain, the parts of me are astray How could I walk so cruelly Now don’t beg for me to stay ‘Cause I won’t Sometimes things will succumb to their brokenness Go to town when you’re through Stick around, we can shoot the shit awhile And that tends to be true There’s plenty of things to do
If my conditions were brighter I’d show you where the time goes I know we get real lonely Oh, how to keep it away To shake things up with your know-how is something I must have missed How could I talk so cruelly Just put me on your list I don’t know if it’s true what I say about you and your cinephiles If you’re bored, I am too It’s a cool thing to do and it’s been awhile And yes it tends to be true There’s plenty of things to do And yes it tends to be true There’s plenty of things to do Oh, time it passes
From rolling over the mountain, the parts of me are astray How could I walk so cruelly Now don’t beg for me to stay