Everything was falling down
Everything was falling down
The most recent turn of century
Took away my sleep and cedar trees
No one's going to give you what you want
No one's going to give you what you want

You never really noticed what washed up on your shore
Like a bruise turned up on your leg and you don't know what for
I waited till I knew you wouldn't come
And I went to the mountains alone
Sun on my back, the bones of the trees
Well, I've been living a rough dream
I've been living a rough dream
Where no one's going to give you what you want
No one's going to give you what you want

Birds and whales without words
Singing time to your ears
I came to the woods and I feel better
Now you smell cedar trees in my letters
Maybe nobody really knows just what they want
No one really knows just what they want