A perfect cadence, a softly sweeping slope Until the last one, until the last one made sense Until I really understood Until I really understood where all my days went And then, and then, and then, until the end It's always until then It's always until then, again, my friend, my friend A perfect cadence, a softly sweeping slope Until the last one, until the last one made sense It's always until then It's always until then, again, my friend, my friend My heart can't take no more It shapes to you and falls away I wrote a song inside your head I'd like it back And while I'm there I'll make you see What it is you did to me It is my own, to keep, or sell Or share with all the world I wrote a song inside your head I'd like it back A perfect cadence, a softly sweeping slope Until the last one, until the last one made sense Until I really understood Until I really understood where all my days went And then, and then, and then, until the end It's always until then It's always until then, again, my friend, my friend Walk spiritless, except for this, the most basic of impulses And you know it - you own it - but you take strides away from it And you see new prey caught in high beams with scenes from my exciting life California days and Vegas nights And you should be scared, you should be Of me, of we, of the switch that I keep by my bed That'll turn this whole damn night into a neat goodbye on the porch And I can go back to doing me Riding the waves of the words I say and seeing how they lead my way And you can go back to doing you Because the last thing you care about is the truth