The Same Stars

There's a literal way that you can take everything I say
 We could end this right now if you want it that way, but you don't want it that way
 East coast stories out of books breed ugly, hateful looks in the streets of New York and LA
 where there's got to be some kind of institution, but all I see are problems without the solutions, and
 God don't make things that you can rearrange
 But that's okay, because I can't take the change
 I'll be happy when my friends don't go
 When we're in this town for good I'll know
 I'll see you somewhere, like Saturdays on museum stairs
 And in friends' cars and outside of Irish bars and underneath the same stars
 That lit our situations, our impulses and our hesitations
 And that will shine on me when this all works out like your planned and I can tell you that I understand, 'cause
 God don't make things that you can rearrange
 But that's okay, because I can't take the change
 And I'll be happy when my friends don't go
 When we're in this town for good I'll know.