Got a message in my head
That the papers had all come
Richard Manuel is dead
And the daylight’s coming on
I’ve been wandering through the dark
Now I’m standing on the lawn

If I could give all my love to you
I could justify myself
But I’m just not coming through
You’re a pill to ease the pain
Of all the stupid things I do
I’m an anchor on the line
Of a clock that tells the time
That is running out on you

It was cold when I awoke
And the day was halfway done
Nearly spring in San Francisco
And I cannot feel the sun
You were sleeping next to me
But I knew you’d be gone

If I could give all my love to you
I could justify myself
But I’m just not coming through
You’re a pill to ease the pain
Of all the stupid things I do
I’m an anchor on the line
Of a clock that tells the time
That is running out on you

Take some time before you go
To think of mondays coming down
And the people that you knew
And ones that aren’t around
You’ve been fading day to day
I’ve been moving town to town

If I could give all my love to you
I could justify myself
But I’m just not coming through
You’re a pill to ease the pain
Of all the stupid things I do
I’m an anchor on the line
Of a clock that tells the time
That is running out on you

Words by Adam F. Duritz
Music By Adam F. Duritz, Dan Vickrey, David Immergluck, Charles Gillingham and Matt Malley

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