Lyrics The Sing - Bill Callahan

The Sing

Drinking
While sleeping
Strangers unknowingly keep me company
In the hotel bar
Looking out a window
That isn’t there
Looking at the carpet
And the chairs
The only words I’ve said today are «beer» and «thank you»
Beer…
Thank you
Beer…
Thank you
Beer…
Giving praise in a quiet way
Like a church
Like a church
Like a church
That’s far away
I’ve got limitations
Like Marvin Gaye
Mortal joy is that way
Outside a train sings its whale song
To a long, long train
Long long gone
Then silence comes back alone
High as scaffolding
Until the wind finds something to ping
Or the pinging thing finds the wind
We’re all looking for a body
Or a means to make one sing