I don't wanna listen too closely To a single word you told me Every time that you approach me, I feel lost I don't really know the cost to be I just really wanna watch movies I don't wanna tell you that I love you 'Cause I think that loneliness would serve us well It's all real enough to know that you won't understand me I'm so afraid of intimacy It's nothing you could ever show me Never cared enough to see through all my flaws I don't ever wanna hear you say Working together couldn't be ok Hard enough to see these goals don't come true And I think that loneliness will serve us well All good enough to know that you won't understand me 'Cause I'm dead set, don't trust in me Honesty is better when it's practiced 'Cause no love is perfect for me Don't stress your confidence in subtleties 'Cause no better half can satisfy A wasted alibi (Yeah, I think that loneliness will serve us well)

Lucky at love, well maybe so There's still a lot of things you'll never know Like why each time the sky begins to snow, you cry You're faithful to her in your careless way And so you miss her when she's far away But every time you think you've got it straight, you fall You face the future with a weary past Those dreams you banked upon are fading fast You know you love her, but it may not last, you fear It's never easy and it's never clear Who's to navigate and who's to steer And so you flounder, drifting ever near the rocks It's hard to say where love went wrong It's hard to say just when (it's so hard to say) It's hard to walk away from love It may never come again You do your best to keep your hand in play And try to keep those lonesome blues at bay You think you're winning but it's hard to say, sometimes It's hard to say where love went wrong It's hard to say just when (it's so hard to say) It's hard to walk away from love It may never come again Lucky at love, well maybe so There's still a lot of things you'll never know Like why each time the sky begins to snow, you cry Well, you cry Ooh, you still have to cry

An only child alone and wild A cabinet maker's son His hands were meant For different work And his heart was known to none He left his home and went his lone And solitary way And he gave to me a gift I know I never can repay A quiet man of music Denied a simpler fate He tried to be a soldier once But his music wouldn't wait He earned his love through discipline A thundering, velvet hand His gentle means of sculpting souls Took me years to understand The leader of the band is tired And his eyes are growing old But his blood runs through my instrument And his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt To imitate the man I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band My brothers' lives were different For they heard another call One went to Chicago And the other to St. Paul And I'm in Colorado When I'm not in some hotel Living out this life I've chose And come to know so well I thank you for the music And your stories of the road I thank you for the freedom When it came my time to go I thank you for the kindness And the times when you got tough And, papa, I don't think I said 'I love you' near enough The leader of the band is tired And his eyes are growing old But his blood runs through my instrument And his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt To imitate the man I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band I am a living legacy to the leader of the band

Met my old lover in the grocery store The snow was falling Christmas Eve I stole behind her in the frozen foods And I touched her on the sleeve She didn't recognize the face at first But then her eyes flew open wide She went to hug me and she spilled her purse And we laughed until we cried We took her groceries to the checkout stand The food was totaled up and bagged We stood there lost in our embarrassment As the conversation dragged Went to have ourselves a drink or two But couldn't find an open bar We bought a six-pack at the liquor store And we drank it in her car We drank a toast to innocence We drank a toast to now And tried to reach beyond the emptiness But neither one knew how She said she'd married her an architect Who kept her warm and safe and dry She would have liked to say she loved the man But she didn't like to lie I said the years had been a friend to her And that her eyes were still as blue But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I Saw doubt or gratitude She said she saw me in the record stores And that I must be doing well I said the audience was heavenly But the traveling was hell We drank a toast to innocence We drank a toast to now And tried to reach beyond the emptiness But neither one knew how We drank a toast to innocence We drank a toast to time Reliving in our eloquence Another 'auld lang syne' The beer was empty and our tongues were tired And running out of things to say She gave a kiss to me as I got out And I watched her drive away Just for a moment I was back at school And felt that old familiar pain And as I turned to make my way back home The snow turned into rain