4 a.m. and I'm still here   What is left after the room clears?   I feel I'm losing everything that I knew      And if I should leave you alone,   The seasons change and I get blown to the ground      5 a.m. and I'm still here   What is left after the cheep beer flows through my veins after you leave?      And if I should leave you alone   The seasons change and I get blown to the ground   And when I call you on the phone I dream...   About the parking lot at home   We used to spend our days   But now they've torched the buildings and the corner stores away   In our hearts, there will always be a void   And you know that...