so long, honey

we sit with the fools and the sinners, the jokers and the killers, it's just our way, toss a rock and you break a window, toss a feather up and watch the wind blow, it away, and you can float on the wind for so long, but someday honey you've got to come back down, and when you do, i'll be hangin' around, it smells like smoke in here, and the piano doesn't play, it never did, and there's this feeling i get, when you're in the room i want you to stay, and you can float on the wind for so long, but someday honey you've got to come back down, and when you do, i'll be hangin' around, and you can float on the wind for so long, but someday honey you've got to come back down, and when you do, i'll be hangin' around, and be good to your mothers, oh they did the best they could, and bleed for your brothers, 'cause lord knows that they would, and be good to your mothers, oh they did the best they could, and you better bleed for your brothers, 'cause lord knows that they would