Imagine that I am onstage
under a watchtower of punishing light
and in the haze is your face bathed in shadow
and what's beyond you is hidden from sight
and somebody right now is yawning
and watching me like a tv
and I've been frantically piling up sandbags
against the flood waters of fatigue and insecurity

Then suddenly I hear my guitar singing
and so I just start singing along
and somewhere in my chest
all the noise just gets crushed by the song

Imagine that I'm at your mercy
imagine that you are at mine
pretend I've been standing here
watching you watching me
all this time
now imagine that you are the weather
in the tiny snow globe of this song
and I am the statue of liberty
one inch long

So here I am at my most hungry
and here I am at my most full
here I am waving a red cape
locking eyes with a bull

Just imagine that I am onstage
under a watchtower of punishing light
and in the haze is your face bathed in shadow
and what's beyond you is hidden from sight