Hammers and Strings - Live from Austin

These hammers and strings
 Been following me around
 From a box filled garage
 To the dark punk rock clubs
 Of one thousand American towns
 And my friend calls me up
 She says, "How have you been?"
 I say, "Dear I've been well,
 Yeah the money's come in.
 But I miss you like hell
 I still hear you in this old piano"
 She says, "Andy, I know
 That we don't talk as much
 But I still hear your ghost
 In these old punk rock clubs
 Come on write me a song
 Give me something to trust
 Just promise you won't let it be
 Just the keys that you touch"
 "Give me something to believe in
 A breath from the breathing
 So write it down
 I don't think that I'll close my eyes
 'Cuz lately I'm not dreaming
 So what's the point in sleeping?
 It's just that at night I've got nowhere to hide"
 So I'll write you a lullaby
 These hammers and strings
 Been following me around
 Behind passenger vans
 Through the snow, dirt, and sands
 Of one thousand American towns
 And my friend calls me up
 With her heart heavy still
 She says, "Andy, the doctors
 Prescribed me the pills.
 But I know I'm not crazy.
 I just lost my will,
 So why am I,
 Why am I,
 Taking them still?"
 "I need something to believe in
 A breath from the breathing
 So write it down
 I don't think that I'll close my eyes
 'Cuz lately I'm not dreaming
 So what's the point in sleeping?
 It's just that at night I've got nowhere to hide"
 To the sleepless this is my reply
 I will write you a lullaby