When that mission bell come crash against my head,
I'm going to drive all my devils down won't sleep until I'm dead.
Smoke for the headache and some wine for the tears,
All those ships sail straight down inside me
And the builder's choked with fear.
When I'm old and can't hear sound,
Mornings move just like rolling around.
Can I give up all my blood,
To the good drunk that makes some love?
Feel it move in through my veins
As the muses start to sing.
Call me cool, or fool to think of her face,
Away I go.
When that mission bell come crash against my head,
I'm going to drive all my devils down won't sleep until I'm dead.
Sleep's coming quickly now and the lights go up then down,
Oh my baby all I think of is "where could you be right now?"
When I'm old and can't hear sound,
Mornings move just like rolling around.
Can I give up all my blood,
To the good drunk that makes some love?
Feel it move in through my veins
As the muses start to sing.
Call me cool, or fool to think of her face,
Away I go.
Come on back,
Come on home.
Set sail tonight, baby.
Let it go