Cape Canaveral

American Music Club · San Francisco [1994]

I should trade my heart in for a watch



'Cause all I do is watch the numbers slip away



My lips silently repeat the countdown



'Cause it's so hard to say



I always knew, I always knew that you would leave



Do you know where the hell we are



All the birds are far too quiet in the trees



Frightened by the sweet things we told each other



Frightened by the things we made them see



I always knew, I always knew that you would leave



That you would leave



Like hunger that you always have to feed



Like when Don Rickles spotlight goes blue



The countdown tells me I am better off alone



And so empty without you



I always knew, I always knew that you would leave



You would leave, that you would leave, that you would leave