It's too late for old dreams
All my life I've made excuses
Recent nights, obliterated
Sea of lights shining on
Set me up for disappointment
Drank enough to recite
The words he wrote
I'd been singing in my head so long
Cold rain will fall tonight
Cold rain will fall
This bar knows my hip, the way that I tip
This bottle right up to my lips
And I know the feeling
I drift through the ceiling
One day out of a thousand, I guess
Yeah, one day out of a thousand or less
His metaphors have gone to pasture
All I've got is what I have here
Those old records don't sound the same
Can't listen to them anyway
Cold rain will fall tonight
Cold rain will fall
This bar knows my hip, the way that I tip
This bottle right up to my lips
And I know the feeling
I soar through the ceiling
One day out of a thousand, I guess
Yeah, one day out of a thousand or less
Forty-one hundred times a day
Fifty-two weeks out of the year
All is here and all is gone
Nowhere to go but time to move on
All is here and all is gone
Nowhere to go but time to move on
Cold rain will fall tonight
Cold rain will fall
This bar knows my hip, the way that I tip
This bottle right up to my lips
And I love this feeling
When I break through the ceiling
One day out of a thousand, I guess
Yeah, one day out of a thousand, I guess
One day out of one thousand at best