come and see the morning s here the turnstone sleeps on the rusty pier and it s only time but it s a new year if only i knew why but i am still here with you things will be much better come april or may time can be so cruel but it ll be my friend some day there was a lot we didn y say wasn t there josephine there were oceans in out way but what does that even mean the fateful damn goodbye as the trains pull in and out the ruthlessness of time the rain the end only we will laugh about skinny legs big brown shoes if you sleep too long the world might wake up without you