Perfect

Don’t you let your light filter in, I’ll be alright
By myself tonight
War’s on, settle in
While my record-setters spin for the Guinness Book
And damned near perfect we were
On the spinning Earth
Don’t you pull the pin
Keep it all from closing in
On itself tonight
Fool to bet your life
Better wise than lucky
I’d sooner double down
And the driveway is drying out our young names
As we circle 'round
Hold the candle still
Stutter-hand and steady will
With your flickering you
You fill my philistine mind
When I know what that means
Then I will be damned
Damned near perfect we were
Passing rashes and words
That don’t mean a thing
And the driveway is drying out our young names
They made babies by now
But there’s still a war on
Don’t you let your light filter in, I’ll be alright
By myself tonight