Из альбома: Conor Oberst
Green world, love the chloroform
Front porch in the thunderstorm
Controlled chaos, confused energy
So stop reading the weather charts
Stop counting the playing cards
There's no system, there's no guarantee
That the love you feel and carry inside can be passed
But you try, I know you do you still talk
To your plans
Ask how are you getting on alone?
Some wander the wilderness,
Some drink cosmopolitans
Some cold science, some glean astroplanes
I can't tell where the canvas stops,
Homesick as an astronaut
Just keep drifting, but still can't explain
How the love we feel we carry inside can be passed
See a brother in the gutter you reach out your hand
Ask how are you getting on alone?
What gauge measures miracles?
And whose heartbeat's electrical?
We feign sickness with our modern joy
But even Western medicine,
It couldn't save Danny Callahan
Bad bone marrow, a bald little boy
But the love he feels he carries inside can be passed
He lay still,
His mother kissed him goodbye, said 'comeback'
Where are you going to alone?
Where are you going all alone?