Lua
Conor Oberst + Gillian Welch Lyrics

I know that it is freezing but I think we have to walk
Despite the harsh weather, we must continue on foot.

I keep waving at the taxis; they keep turning their lights off
I am attempting to hail a cab, but none are willing to stop.

But Julie knows a party at some actor's west side loft
Julie has insider knowledge of a gathering held at a fashionable residence.

Supplies are endless in the evening; by the morning they'll be gone
There is an abundance of amenities to enjoy at the party, but they will run out before long.

When everything gets lonely I can be my own best friend
In moments of isolation, I am able to find comfort in my own company.

I'll grab a coffee and the paper; have my own conversations
I pass the time by reading and chatting with myself.

With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
My reflections occur as my surroundings become my sounding board.

The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit
My facade that appears immaculate in the evening has faded by the morning.

I know you have a heavy heart; I can feel it when we kiss
You exude an air of heaviness and I sense it when our lips meet.

So many men much stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
Numerous individuals more capable than myself have attempted to lift your burden and failed.

But me I'm not gamble you can count on me to split
Unlike others, I am reliable and committed to assisting you.

The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist
The affection I present you with in the evening will not endure through the morning.

You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
You appear emaciated and have darkened your eyes with makeup.

You just keep going to the bathroom always say you'll be right back
You frequently leave to use the restroom and express that you will return momentarily.

Well it takes one to know one, kid, I think you've got it bad
I recognize similar behavior in you because I also engage in it.

But what's so easy in the evening, by the morning is such a drag
That which is effortless at night will become cumbersome in the light of day.

I've got a flask inside my pocket we can share it on the train
I possess a flask and suggest that we drink from it while riding the train.

If you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same
I request that you remain awake and vow to do the same.

We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain
It is possible that medication may end our lives, but at least it will eliminate our suffering.

But what was normally in the evening, by the morning seems insane
What seemed reasonable at night becomes absurd in the morning.

And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this
I cannot recall the cause of our current situation.

The reasons have run away but the feeling never did
I cannot identify the motives but the emotional impact endures.

It's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live
While not ideal, it is a method of living that exists.

Cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is
Issues that appear effortless when covered in darkness become complicated in the light.

What's so simple in the moonlight, by the morning is so complicated
Matters that were once manageable in darkness become hopelessly intricate by dawn.