Red City Radio - Too Much Whiskey, Not Enough Blankets lyrics

Traffic is at a standstill And I can't see the moon through the city lights And I'm staring out a window at a life on foreign soil The city's changing, lady, but some people stay the same I'm not looking for a hero I'm just waiting for simplicity Because it used to be so simple Living my life on so little Before I started admitting what gets the best of me And I wait with bated breath for the pieces that were left You can't teach them what you don't know I'm standing on the overpa** With shredded paper and broken gla** There's got to be a single better place to talk this over Where you can tell me about my failings Or is it enough to know I'm fine with them If it's good enough I'll embrace it And it's close enough, so close I can taste it These days are my days and that will never change