You're Out Wasting

the bearer of bad news
 is talking to the greeds
 floating for some message
 hiding in the trees
 the wiery voice inside you
 is darker in the night
 the healing in the morning light
 but you're out wasting time
 with the right guy
 with the right guy
 tell the early morning
 that i am on my way
 send to him my greetings
 for happier holidays
 spent my open eyes on
 the things i left behind
 like thirty feet in my hopeful eyes
 but you're out wasting time
 with the right guy
 with the right guy
 rich man counts his money
 then holds it in the light
 folds it in his hands together
 and keeps it by his side
 counts his every blessing
 he dubbed on our heads
 and told us to remember them
 but you're out wasting time
 with the right guy
 with the right guy
 but you're out wasting time
 with the right guy
 with the right guy
 with the right guy
 with the right guy
 with the right guy
 with the right guy
 with the right guy