It's too late for old dreams
All my life I made excuses
Recent nights obliterated
Sea of nights shining on
He set me up for disappointment
I drank enough to recite the words he wrote
That 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 this feeling
I drift through the ceiling
One day out of a thousand I guess
His metaphors have gone to pasture
All I got is what I have here
Those old records don't sound the same
I 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 this feeling
I soar through the ceiling
One day out of a thousand or less
4100 times a day
52 weeks out of the year
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 know this feeling
I soar through the ceiling
One day out of a thousand I guess
One day out of a thousand or less