Those were the days ask the dust on the road  Ask the cobwebs in my room in east st. paul  Two thousand miles seems a long way to go  To find out that I can't make it alone I know I'm fucked    This heart's so heavy, ambition broken up  It's been good, it's close yeah but it's not enough  Be glad you're not me, so I refill the cup  Burst of applause as the clown gets dragged by the cuffs    Twin city lights  Ten thirty inbound flight  Find out what's left make right  Punch through the winter night