I tried to catch the bus Out towards your place But the bus never came So I started walkin' Past Mission Mall No one walks, out past there, anymore And when I got back home There was no note Cigarette, still burnin' on the stoop Turned into the wind Pulled up my hood Got on the bus, as the doors shut for good Have you ever seen the mornin? Well it's quite naked And stoned Have you ever seen the mornin?
Twirl it's hands And fall into the light We shoulda called the cops Just to scare him But now who really cares? Still, he shook, our last dime I ain't grandstandin' My pockets echo in the night Remember that trip, out west? To your sisters. We got high and Watched the stars We laid out, in her backyard She touched my hand Said: I'm gonna love you, when your dead