Josta Dreams and Bitter Hands - My Morning Jacket

If they told you tonight

That you could start again

Would you grab your car keys

And make your way out

I’ve seen (better days then these, its nice out)

And I’ve seen (better arms than mine, and its nice out)

Oh, it’s nice out, oh

Oh Josta dreams and bitter hands

And Natural Lights in Buckingham

Oh it’s nice out

There’s just no room

There’s just no way out tonight

There’s just no way out