Set another
place at the table
cause I must be dreaming
Sitting by the side of the window,
your shadow is gleaming
I'm rubbing on my eyes
but you don't seem to go away
I could almost half believe
that you mean to stay
Talking with Freight Car Betty
about the state of the nation
She told me everything she
knew without hesitation
Mysterious ways are the order of the day,
we all know it
There's a heart up every sleeve,
but who has time to show it?
Hanging around on the ground,
smiling up my sleeve
To make a dream get real,
you gotta choose what to believe
Everything comes around
if you know how to wait
Resign yourself
to wander hand in hand with
fate
The stranger from Twentynine Palms
dims the light of the moon
Caresses his sad guitar
and plays a highway tune
Lillies of the morning wake up
in the midnight baffle
Yearning for that lonesome road
some hobo traveled
Wander through the catacombs
looking for a heart to believe in
Don't seem to find it
so I reckon that it's not the season
Wander through loss
till I find a place to take my ease in
Where a handful of dark flowers
bloom
for their own good reason
Wisdom is a way of looking at
the bright side of sadness
The prospect of joy in between
interludes of madness
We all know meaning
is essentially a relative thing
But what you can't exactly say
you can sometimes sing
Hanging around on the ground
Smiling up my sleeve
To make a dream get real
Gotta choose what to believe
Everything comes around
And if you know how to wait,
resign yourself to wander hand -in
-hand with fate
In convincing myself
I lived the only life I could
Blew it bad a time or two,
and that's understood
So I commend my soul
to grace and accept defeat
As things that matter
each vanish down a one -way street
But here by the window
I can see your shadow gleaming
Or in at the curtain
the morning sun comes streaming
I feel a beat in a place
that seemed cold as stone
So I guess my heart still has
a life of its own
Hanging around on the ground
Smiling up my sleeve
To make a dream get real
Gotta choose what to believe
Everything comes around
If you know how to wait
Resign yourself to wonder
Hand in hand with fate
Hangin' around on the ground,
smilin' up my sleeve
To make a dream get real,
gotta choose what to believe
Everything comes around
if you know how to wait
Resign yourself to wander
hand in hand with fate
Sit another place at the table,
cause I must be dreamin'