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