It's too late for old dreams   All my life I made excuses   Recent nights obliterated   Sea of nights shining on      He set me up for disappointment   I drank enough to recite the words he wrote   That I'd been singing in my head so long      Cold rain will fall tonight   Cold rain will fall   This bar knows my hip   The way that I tip this bottle right up to my lips      And I know this feeling   I drift through the ceiling   One day out of a thousand I guess      His metaphors have gone to pasture   All I got is what I have here   Those old records don't sound the same   I can't listen to them anyway      Cold rain will fall tonight   Cold rain will fall   This bar knows my hip   The way that I tip this bottle right up to my lips      And I know this feeling   I soar through the ceiling   One day out of a thousand or less      4100 times a day   52 weeks out of the year   All is here and all is gone   Nowhere to go but time to move on      Cold rain will fall tonight   Cold rain will fall   This bar knows my hip   The way that I tip this bottle right up to my lips      And I know this feeling   I soar through the ceiling   One day out of a thousand I guess   One day out of a thousand or less