Benton Harbor Blues - The Fiery Furnaces

As I try to fill all of my empty days

I stumble round on through my memory’s maze;

Of all my past, only the sadness stays

I went moping down by the bridge;

I rode a bike in the snow to the mini-mart;

I thought of the ways that I have broke my own heart

It’s not for me to fill the blue sea with tears

But when I think back on all the wasted years

All the good cheer and all of the charm disappears

I wore the exact same clothes for five days;

The bailbondsman gave me a smile;

I was just thinking of only my sins all the while

As I try to fill all of my empty days

I stumble round on through my memory’s maze;

Of all my past, only the sadness stays