Jesus, etc.

Wilco · Kicking Television: Live in Chicago [Live] [2005]

Jesus, don't cry

You can rely on me, honey

You can come buy anything you want

I'll be around

You were right about the stars

Each one is a setting sun



Tall building shake

Voices escape singing sad sad songs

Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks

Bitter melodies, turning your orbit around



Don't cry

You can rely on me, honey

You can come by any time you want

I'll be around

You were right about the stars

Each one is a setting sun



Tall buildings shake

Voices escape singing sad sad songs

Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks

Bitter melodies, turning your orbit around



Voices whine

Skyscrapers are scraping together

Your voice is smoking

Last cigarettes are all you can get

Turning your orbit around



Our love

Our love

Our love is all we have

Our love

Our love is all of God's money

Everyone is a burning sun



Tall buildings shake

Voices escape singing sad sad songs

Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks

Bitter melodies, turning your orbit around



Voices whine

Skyscrapers are scraping together

Your voice is smoking

Last cigarettes are all you can get

Turning your orbit around



Last cigarettes are all you can get

Turning your orbit around



Last cigarettes are all you can get

Turning your orbit around