I’m sending part of me out…
staring into the sky tonight
cigarette in hand, looking straight up
embers and the stars equally bright

Will I be getting that part back?

I don’t know where it’s going
streaking across the black evening
I only know it came from down low in the middle
It was a melancholy that I’d been feeling.

Is it going away?

the night’s soul broadcast is over
no deposit and no return
so this night I sent out my soul and my heart
that no one’s claimed, and no one’s earned

and tomorrow night, I’ll do it again.