EVERYBODY'S SOMEBODY LOKIWIZZ [VERSE 1] A crooked little constellation hanging over county lines, Three knocks beneath the floorboards, one more than there should be. Old man at the crossroads had a wolf beneath his coat, He dealt in borrowed memories and laughed before I spoke. There's a blue flame in the well, there's a blackbird in the wire, A silver tongue in Eden selling matches to the choir. I found a map with no horizon, drew a door across the page, Woke up somewhere in the margins, looking older than my age. The moon wore somebody's face, but I couldn't place the name, The stars rearranged themselves whenever I looked away. A rabbit left a pocket watch beside a sleeping stone, I followed all the ticking till it sounded like my own. [PRE-CHORUS] One for the keeper, Two for the key, Three for the shadow That followed me. [CHORUS] Everybody's somebody, Underneath a borrowed sky. Somewhere in the turning, Something passes by. Everybody's somebody, Till the morning takes its toll. There's a little bit of heaven In the hollow of a hole. [VERSE 2] A seven-sided sundial casting shadows into eight, A golden thread through tangled roots, a letter without a date. The well reflected winter though the fields were turning green, And a voice behind the water knew a place I'd never seen. I wore the wrong reflection to a masquerade of kings, Where every crown was hollow and the fool controlled the strings. A little dust of Saturn on the heel of Mercury, A thousand tiny mirrors all pretending not to see. The old gods left their footprints in the dust outside the door, The dust became a staircase, then it wasn't there no more. I kept a little token from a place I can't recall, It fits a thousand locks, but it opens none at all. [PRE-CHORUS] One for the keeper, Two for the key, Three for the shadow That followed me. [CHORUS] Everybody's somebody, Underneath a borrowed sky. Somewhere in the turning, Something passes by. Everybody's somebody, Till the morning takes its toll. There's a little bit of heaven In the hollow of a hole. [BRIDGE] A candle burns at both ends, Neither one knows why. The moth remembers something That the flame can't testify. A mirror keeps a secret. A window keeps the rain. The one who leaves the garden Finds the garden still remains. [VERSE 3] I found a little kingdom in the lining of my sleeve, With a throne made out of questions and a king who wouldn't leave. He spoke in crooked riddles, wore a smile I almost knew, Then handed me a looking glass that showed the other view. The ink began to wander, left the letters in its wake, A sentence lost its ending, then the ending took its place. Somewhere in the distance, bells were ringing underground, I turned to see who called me, but the room had turned around. I never met the monster, just the footprints in the snow, Never saw the hand that dealt it, only cards I didn't know. And somewhere past the curtain, where the painted shadows fall, A familiar little laughter answered nothing at all. [FINAL CHORUS] Everybody's somebody, Underneath a borrowed sky. Somewhere in the turning, Something passes by. Everybody's somebody, Till the morning takes its toll. There's a little bit of heaven In the hollow of a hole. Everybody's somebody, Every face a passing phase. Every road a winding circle, Every night a borrowed day. There's a little bit of heaven, There's a little bit of coal. Everybody's somebody, In the hollow of a hole.
