Lyrics Time - T-Bone Burnett

Time

Well the smart money’s on Harlow
And the moon is in the street
The shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you’re east of East St. Louis
And the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
And Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon
His invisible fiance is in the mirror
And the band is going home
It’s raining hammers
It’s raining nails
And it’s true, there’s nothin' left for him down here
And it’s time, time, time
And it’s time, time, time
And it’s time, time, time that you love
And it’s time, time, tim
And they all pretend thy’re orphans
And their memory’s like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can’t remember
Tell the things you can’t forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
Well she said she’d stick around
Until the bandages came off
But these mama’s boys just don’t know when to quit
And Matilda asks the sailors
Are those dreams or are those prayers?
So close your eyes, son
And this won’t hurt a bit