The Stands - Some Weekend Night lyrics

The card on the table have changed The ones who have left can't be traced, But all who are here can be trusted to not say a thing The doorways tonight hold the ones Who've taken to being undone And lust for the love of all the ones who won't mean a thing But it's alright It's so alright To be without The lost and founds Of some weekend night The last wheel to spin for to turn Has put down a blanket and yearns For the sigh that was spun from its wheelspinning trickle of light But it's alright It's so alright It's so alright