Kerbey Lane Jubilee

Cumulus clouds cross the sky
and they don't tell the truth

Added up all the numbers
and they still equal two

And tomorrow's another day
to carry it all away
and it'll still remind me of you

Sometimes you say
nothing at all

And your hands come to rest
in your lap

And the fuel prices are down
on the outskirts of town
someone's sure to be crying

Jack-o-lantern
on the top step

The curtains are packed
and all un-hung

And the breakfast dishes are done
water boiling for tea
and i'm as far as i'll ever be