Milk Thistle, milk Thistle
Let me down slow
Help me go slow

I've been carrying on

I'm not scared of nothing

I'll go pound for pound
I keep death on my mind
like a heavy crown


If I go to heaven I'll be bored as hell
Like a little baby at the bottom of a well


Fair child, fair child
How are you man?

Did you fix that store front?
Did you start that band?


Don't be scared of nothing
You go pound for pound
You bring peace to midnight

like a spotted owl

I'll be rooting for you like my favorite team

If somebody sweats you, you just point them out to me

All the sights and sounds

This little world's too crowded now
And there's only one way out


An elevator ride -
Through the tunnel, towards the light
And I'm nowhere bound

Keep going up and down
Up and down


Newspaper, newspaper
Can't take no more
You're here every morning

Waiting at my door

I'm just trying to kiss you

And you stab my eyes
Make me blue forever
like an island sky


And I'm not pretending that it's all ok
Just let me have my coffee before you take away the day


Lazarus, Lazarus
Why all the tears?

Did your faithful chauffer
just disappear?


What a lonesome feeling
to be waiting round
Like some washed up actress

in a tinsel town

Before the record I'd come pick you up

We'll head for the ocean
Just say when you've had enough


All the light and sound
This little world's too fragile now
And there's only one way out


But if you let me slide
I'll do my best to make things right

And I'm nowhere bound
Just going up and down
Up and down


Milk Thistle, milk Thistle
Let me down slow

Just help me go slow
I've been hurrying on

I was poised for greatness
I was down and out

I keep death at my heels
like a bassett hound

If I go to heaven I'll be bored as hell
Like a crying baby at the bottom of a well