Johnny Caravella

Dear Johnny Midnight, dear Johnny Cool
I'm consulting the cards after hours in my room
I know I should leave but I don't have the shoes or the courage
What do you see when the shades are removed?
I will know as well as you start the next tune
Eclipses are tea cups, we're drinking the moon 'til you've landed

Removing the clouds and we all can get through
God is alive and the world's still in tune
Don't change that dial, here's another word from one of your sponsors
Say therе, my friends, are you tired of thе pain?
Is the weight of your ego, the knife in your veins
Collecting the dimes 'til you choked on the chains of your excess?

Birds of Wyoming and flies still are mourning
The loss of a withering spring
Who'll wear the crown when the change is approaching
Of some other season renown?
Went to arrive and the bells have been ringing
Nature it yawns at the sounds of you singing
All is but gone, yet we pretend to be dreaming

And not long ago I was caught in your line
In your design and sound of your mind
Pulling me through like some thread in the eye of a needle
I'm awaiting my turn in a long train of thought
Here in the back nearly second to last
Tempted to leave, but I know once I do, I'll start over

And yes, I can say that I quit my whole life
Erasing my name at the top of the page
Moving my pen when the audience got too acquainted
I was tired, I was weak, and my jaw nearly broke
As I exited north, the radio spoke
All is not lost, even if you're without a direction
Go west, go west, 1972
The sun hasn't set, the stars they are few
Just stick around 'til the light pushes into the darkness

Just stick around 'til the light pushes into the darkness
Just stick around 'til the light pushes into the darkness
Just stick around 'til the light pushes into the darkness
Just stick around 'til the light pushes into the darkness
Just stick around