We all said you'd never make it cause you
had that fragile heart.
And you were odd within the ways of the social.
You threw a caution to us all.
And now in the late night,
drinkers gather for the falls.
Everyone says they've seen you out there,
laughing at us all.
You warned the cause of discontent
with those who couldn't lose the dawn.
From the broad of daylight to half-spent stars,
just waiting dust to foam.
Tell me what the hell were you saying?
Was there a point to it all?
Oh, did they really see you out there,
laughing at us all?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Oh, were you really out there,
laughing at us all?
The midnight boy from Minnesota
shut you down and stole the show.
They say that you were bitter in your anguish cause of us.
You they ought to hold.
Like
a beacon wears the dark.
It's only right you should be out there,
laughing at us all.
Oh. Now you are only dust for art.
You're a
shadow to recall.
For all of those late night drinkers in their ragged,
lonely bars.
And we all said you'd never
make it cause you
had that fragile heart.
Now all our hearts you held are wasted.
You're out there,
laughing at us all.
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Oh,
were you really out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there
anybody out there?
Oh, were you really out there,
laughing at us all?
Oh.