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