Shrug and Destroy - Wilco

Some harm for the past

Others dream of at last

Days continue

Multiply multitudes

I wonder who destroys

When no one is left, rejoice

All our statues, lullabies and rented rooms

Distances no one will go

For instances no one can know

I say good night

Leave the room unsatisfied

Like a child, I lie

Almost alone, not quite

Crowded avenues

Homeless in tennis shoes

Sometimes I wish to set free

The things that still matter to me

Days continue

Like a knife might intrude

I wonder who destroys

When nothing is left, rejoice

Nothing is left, rejoice