it s brittle and it trembles as the wind is coming toward and if you string it up it dries right out with time so raise your glass to that new dollar in the bank we re reaching for but the drink was sweeter before we had a dime but you re far away now and you ve got troubles all your own just to spend your whole life shooting down what do i know if you feel restless where you are it may be easier to stay there are a million other fools to make your bed and they ll be closing all the shades to keep you right there in that grave and i ll be knocking cause you never left my head but you re far away now and you ve got troubles all your own just to spend your whole life counting down what do i know 