They left on Noah's Ark

coffee is familiar, a friend for many years

hot to my lips i bring it, just like the old cold beers

i wake up twice, once in my bed, another way out west

i look around for answers but there's no questions on the test

what have you all been up to? what have you all done?

what charms have you let loose upon the world

like bullets from a gun

nobody ever answers, no diamonds and no pearls

in the ashes rises up the ghosts

in the wind they whirl

the ghosts

my, how they whirl

i was hoping to arrange a day

but birds got in the way

i was thinking i might wind a watch

but time just makes me pay

i was looking for another love

i was dancing in the dark

the people who once ran the place

all left on Noah's Ark

they didn't even say

goodbye

the trees are cold in early spring

they are silent without wind

they never bother anyone

until they come crashing right on in

this one is sending forth all its little buds

this other one is hoarding everything its ever done

i'm hoping to discover an invitation, if you please

i'm hoping for redemption among the silent trees

silent trees

beneath the earth, my country

beneath the gloomy sky

the bones of all who used to dance

cannot even try

beneath the earth, my country

tis of this and that

get yourself a flag, boys

wrap yourself in that

in that