Ambition, I’ve found, can lead only to failure. I do not read the reviews. No, I am not singing for you. - Conor Oberst

On a detox loft through a Glendale Park over sidewalk chalk
Someone wrote in red, "start over."

Well morning came, and it dressed the sky in a lovely yellow gown.
Shopping malls are opening in that narrow hallway of downtown,
filled with people who are shopping for their lovers and their friends,
singing "I won't ever be lonely again"

And the sad act like lepers
They stick to the shadows
They long to ring bells of warning
To tell of their coming
So that the pure can shut their doors.