My Sad Captains

I'm running out of miracles
​Oh my soul
​And the streets are lined with one-man shows
​Oh my soul
​Corner boys were moved along
​Oh my soul
​We're plummeting like crippled crows
​Oh my soul
​
​Oh, long before
​You and I were born
​Others beat these benches with their empty cups
​To the night and the stars
​To be here, and now, and who we are
​
​Another sunrise with my sad captains
​With who I choose to lose my mind
​And if it's all we only pass this way but once
​What a perfect waste of time
​
​The BMX apothecary
Oh my soul
The architect of infamy
Oh my soul
For each and every train we missed
Oh my soul
A bitter little Eucharist

Oh, long before
You and I were born
Others beat these benches with their empty cups
To the night and the stars
​To be here, and now, and who we are

Another sunrise with my sad captains
​With who I choose to lose my mind
​And if it's all we only come this way but once
​What a perfect waste of time

Another sunrise with my sad captains
With who I choose to lose my mind
And if it's all we only pass this way but once

What a perfect waste of time
What a perfect waste of time
What a perfect waste of time