Lonely At The Top-Conor Oberst
It's lonely at the top
Of that upside down mountain
Watch the sunrise from a window, this room
If the paramedics stop
The soul goes on without them
In a wicker basket tied to a balloon
There are no boundaries to love
The heart can't comprehend the panorama
I took it on the chin
From some secondhand feeling
Sorrow handed down
To me it felt brand new
Tiny violins or some summer insects listening
Another season leaving us too soon
Freedom's the opposite of love
You'll never keep it through the paranoia
Standing on the edge
Of a million landscapes emptying
The water from the glacier fills my shoes
Laying in your bed
My dreams are sex and violence
I chase the rapist chasing after you
There is no dignity in love
Trade every scrap to get some absolution
Until then I'm walking out the door
Until then I'm running through the airport
Until then I'm waiting 'round for no one