Union Maid:
UM 405. 2005-10-23 (843mb) 5:33

Transcribed by:
Watcher652

This sad old world, it’s dust on its cover
And they’re blowing it off with the wind
In this back room I’m reminded of a lover
And the tail of my orbit in a spin

I blacked out before, not for so long
I suppose there’s a first time for everything
For some of them there’s always more
For others there’s just is
And the bump of the brief touch from the cane, from the cane

And if I take your advice
And I’m no good
If I take mine I’m worse off, you see
In this sad old world, let me be

I see gold and silver all [---]
Laid out across this kitchen table
With mother and father
The sunshine in the [---]
The naked nearness of the cable

Now the wires don’t connect to any other [---]
The hidden touch of burning
[---] favorite piece in
Starting the fire of our useless yearning

I say I need it, cries for [---]
For those who want control of the sweet life
For those who think the vision is the next big thing
The only one that’s [---] uptight
Uptight everything is all right

It’s all right now, it’s all right

Now if you take your lies
I’m just no good
If you take mine and I’m worse off, you see
So take this sad old world and let me be

Just let me be
Take this sad old world
Let me be
Take these chains off
Take these chains
Take these chains
No no no
Take these chains off my eyes