These words I was destined to write   Will find peace on the paper tonight   Like it makes a difference   If they live or they die      And I’ll stay up till 6 A.M.   Killing words and re-writing them   Like it makes a difference   To the public’s eye.      Try hard as I might   I can not write a song without a name      I am alone and that’s OK      I will live life in my own way   I will eat breakfast after sunset on the fence   And I will let rebels disobey   And I will let angels sit and pray   But I will not settle for a life without suspense   And that’s the difference      My feet, they are naked and cold   While the sky, like a halogen bulb   Works to make a difference   I watch the morning glisten   Now I know that the things I’m missing   Are not as bright as I thought they’d be   They’re not as bright as me      And it’s One Hundred And Six A.M.   But this song’s still my timeless friend   Herein lies the difference   Because you know, you’ve got to listen   To yourself when you’re reminiscing   I’ll take my time writing this down   I’ll be writing it down   I’ll be making it up, though.      That’s indifference to a story that was told to you   By a world with the point of view   of a horoscope   Their leaps of faith and misplaced hopes   Their penitence is worse than their thrones.