Deep Dish         

Cold and drizzly night in Chicago's deep dish 
Fluorescent light of the bathroom 
Shows my hands as they are 
See an eyelash on my cheek 
Pick it off and make a wish 
And walk back out into the bar 
Wind at the windows 
Neon lights, the pattered pane 
The waitress wields the weight 
Of her tray around her palm 
The doorman cups his hands 
And lights his cigarette again 
And the rain marches on 

(This is only a possibility in a world of possibilities. There are, obviously 
there are many possibilities, ranging from small to large, before long there 
will be short, before short there was nothing. When there was nothing there 
was always the possibility of something, becoming what it is) 

Don't even bother trying 
To say something clever 
Clever is as clever does 
No matter what it says 
I'm looking for a sign 
Says you're for real this time 
But I don't trust what's in your head 
I walk up to the bar 
And point to the top shelf 
And then I throw my head back 
And laugh at myself 
I raise a toast to all our saviors 
Each so badly behaved 
It's too bad that their world 
Is the one that they saved 

(Now you got to dance with me, now is when it's gotta be cuz I can't wait for 
the dance floor to fill in. If you want to dance with me, I'll show you how 
it's gonna be cuz I can't wait for the band to begin) 

There's a spider spinning cobwebs 
From your elbow to the table 
While my eyes ride the crowd 
In a secret rodeo 
I smile with my mouth 
Lift my watch up to the light 
Say, oh look I have to go
           
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