Oh, lonely day, oh, led astray, oh, burden on the land   Oh always same, oh, nothing changed, oh, urge to bite the hand   Withholding on your promise to the air   Will only lead to something bad, I swear   You can't escape the Angels' Share.      Down again -- it seems a losing fight   Yet, down again, I sit, to try to write   An open letter to a President   Or melodies to help a girl pay rent   (We saved and saved, only to find them spent).      When oh, the long road leads me to your door   Feed me food and heal my health and offer me your floor   There, you'll find me lying there in the morn.    If I don't wake, you've got to let me go on.   Let me go on my way.   Do try.   Get by.   Because on and on, the tides are going to come   As sure enough, they'll leave again as one   As you and I, we will or won't be here   As sure enough, the Angels take their share, but where?   I'm not so sure I think it's fair.   And I'm not so sure I think they care.