You know a lot can happen after everybody falls asleep   Ask the forest fire, ask the cop walking on the beat   And do right by them, work a little in your dreams   Don't let time rob you, hold onto your memories   In the glass houses, in the pages of the Rolling Stone   I get a sick feeling, like I'm rocking in a little boat   Hear the big church bell, it's ringing like a mobile phone   Such a long Sunday drive, and I'm taking it all alone      I want to belong to a reason   And cut a new key to the kingdom   And if anybody asks me, say I want to belong   If anybody asks me, say that it won't take long   If anybody asks me, say I'm going to get this done   If anybody asks me, say I got a reason      In the last hard drive in the satellites that kick and spin   You'll find that old footage so everything can live again   Pretty pink roses, the ostrich and the elephant   It's the next Noah's ark, everything's got to fit   In the creased pages of a letter I've been trying to send   To a young widow who is desperate for some kind of friend   You'll find a long list of eligible, handsome men   Who want to lay with her, upon the table of the elements      They're going to hold strong to a reason   And cut a new key to the kingdom   And if anybody asks them, say they're going to belong   And if anybody asks them, say that it won't take long now   And if anybody asks them, say they're going to get this done   And if anybody asks them, say they've got a reason