Oh the levity... I used to steal way back when
Stoke the fire and share the story
of a young man brimming with that campfire glory
a thief in the evening and bootleg by morning
but he borrow tomorrow and limelight shines on and on and on
Oh the levity... we used to steal way back when
broke and borrowing any smile we could get
But though we needy, still pass to the left
cause no love is good enough, unless you rise among friends
Stoke the fire and sing along
like the good Lord himself was coming back home
yet that melody saved him from the wane to come
for that young man seeking those songs became psalms
Oh the levity... we used to steal way back when
broke and borrowing any smile we could get
Though we needy, still pass to the left
cause no love is good enough, unless you rise among friends
Stoke the fire for the morning is near
evening been fleeting indeed and moonshine has disappeared
the glory days are coming and the good times will always be here
A young man been theiving, but an old soul has taken the wheel
I'm singing again.
Oh the levity... I used to steal way back when
broke and borrowing any smile I could get