Nothing - Chris Bartels
The downtown skyways fly
For a country mile
And lead to nothing
Nothing at all
But nothing's not always a loss
Cathedrals painted greens
Reds and hidden lies
Their walls sing nothing
Nothing at all
But nothing's not always a loss
The moon's staring me down ooh
I'll be on my way
I've got to get home
Saint Paul you've got me
My heart is adorned to you
And temperance is fleeting
But you are so calm and true
And temperance is not always a loss
The moon's staring me down ooh
I'll be on my way
I've got to get home
I've got to get home
I've got to get home
I've got to get home
Here we are we made it
And I'll settle for nothing less
Oh I'll settle for nothing less
Than nothing at all