Elsinore

Throw your mattress on the sidewalk and keep moving on
The streets are caving in there’s not much time for getting gone
Leave the note and semaphore, scatter coins along the shore
I don’t know what you’re waiting for
It’s coming to an end my friend, this holiday in Elsinore
Worried steps in salty air you keep your candle lit
The sea has swallowed your good man you might as well admit
But you got a cousin in New York, you’re still pretty that’s for sure
Don’t know what you’re waiting for
Unclench your worried hands and end this holiday in Elsinore
Winter’s falling branches balding dark in afternoons
If it helps to keep you company we’ll sing a worried tune
But just when you start to eulogize light will creep back in your eyes
And all at once you’ll realize
What these nights of doubt were for, this holiday in Elsinore
When you start to eulogize light will creep back in your eyes
And all at once you’ll realize
What these nights of doubt were for, this holiday in Elsinore
In Elsinore, in Elsinore