Sunset

Coming in at night on the desert highways
Cracking with the static from a thousand radios
No one talking, no one listening
Well by now I should expect that
Down into the city I smell artificial green
A glasshouse full of growing things
That are not what they seem to be
Look away, look away, the procession leaving town
The emperor lies naked and no one gives a damn
That was the last time
I get a morbid satisfaction
Watching sunset in all its degradation
But we were in a restaurant full of wannabes
Clinking glasses in celebration
We had to leave before some fight occurred
And Nico grabbed the keys
Drove out in the early morning
With the radio jammed on R&B
Drive away, drive away, and he turned to me
And smiled, said "How does it feel
To be living to the fall alone?"
And I said "It's beginning to feel okay"
The last time
Well I gave you all my money
I'm ashamed to remember now just why I did that
I got bitter, I got jealous
But not as much as you, do you understand that?
After ten hours drifting half awake
And finally touching down
I went out in the rainy morning
And kissed the blessed ground
Coming home, coming home, and the most of it is done
And the worst of us is left behind
In the place where it belongs
That was, that was the last time