Conor Oberst

Lonely At The Top

Conor Oberst


It's lonely at the top of that upside down mountain
Watched the sunrise from a windowless room
If the paramedics stop, the soul goes on without them
In a whicker basket tied to a balloon

There are no boundaries to love
The heart can comprehend the panorama

I took it on the chin from some second hand feeling sorrow
Handed down to me it felt brand new
Tiny violins or some summer insects listening
Another season leavin' us too soon

Freedom's the opposite of love
You'll never keep it through the paranoia

Standing on the edge of a million landscapes emptying
The water from the glacier fills my shoes
Lying in your bed, my dreams are sex and violence
I chased the rapist chasing after you

There is no dignity in love
Trade every scrap to get some absolution

Till then I'm walking out the door
Till then I'm runnin' through the airport
Till then I'm waiting round for no one