Lucinda's Room

I just blew in from out of town from somewhere far away
To lay my weary head back down and take in yesterday
There's an empty glass with dried red wine stuck around the top
And a couple empty bottles cause some things never stop

Drunken angel, how'd you get so lonely?
How'd you write those songs that made me cry
Send one down for your old friend Blaze Foley
It makes me think some folks should never die

I sleep in Lucinda's room
And wake up every morning at the crack of noon
Stumble out into the street and try to find my feet
I sleep in Lucinda's room

Not everyone is a winner nor do they get a ring
They tell you they're in trouble having never said a thing
They can love you so damn hard it's like a hurricane
They can love you so damn good it takes away the pain

I sleep in Lucinda's room
And wake up every morning at the crack of noon
Stumble out into the street and try to find my feet
I sleep in Lucinda's room

I hear people whisper, I hear all the talk
And to tell the truth so quiet can make it hard to walk
To walk the line that's ever so thin you lose your nerve
Some people only get the love they think that they deserve

I sleep in Lucinda's room
And wake up every morning at the crack of noon
Stumble out into the street and try to find my feet
I sleep in Lucinda's room