On My Way To Work Lyrics - Every Day And Every Night - Bright Eyes

There is a car parked where the block begins 

And there are people singing praises 

Say, "It's all because of him" 

And there is a bird perched on a frayed, wet wire 

And his voice sings out for a lover 

But it's covered by the choir of voices 

Reaching way beyond the rafters 

With devotion, they perform these sacred tasks 

They cross themselves and offer up their checkbooks 

Slight suffering is not too much to ask 

Besides, we all are making money 

And we are all fucking alone 

And we don't know what we are doing 

Maybe just buying us some hope 

Because we know that we are lonely 

Yeah, lonely, that's for sure 

And the older ones are coughing 

And the older ones are dying 

Maybe we are all dying 

I pass a graveyard on my way to work 

Today I saw two dozen white roses 

On a fresh new mound of dirt 

And I wondered about the occupant 

When the darkness finally swallowed him 

Was he calm and content? 

Or was he sweating in a struggle to keep breathing 

Ripping apart the sheets that dressed his bed 

Crying out loud for someone to help him 

And collapsing on his back, all pale and dead? 

Maybe it's me who's this unstable 

Always obsessed about the end 

Why can't I let what happens happen? 

And just enjoy the time I spend 

Oh, how I wish it was so easy 

But when there is no point to anything 

It can get a bit confusing 

Why is that I keep going? 

Why is that we keep going?