Everything At Once When something has you pinned* And the contraption that you're in Won't let your day begin
And every rustling of leaves Is the thieving of your thieves And sleep is obsolete like bathtub gin
You can hear the big black clock And no, it doesn't slow or stop It just ticks as you tick off what might have been
So here's a song about nothing and everything at once Oh the minutes and the months
Nothing and everything at once
So here's a song about nothing and everything at once Oh the minutes and the months The feedback and the drums Oh the feeling noise becomes Everything at once The oaks and the sweet gums On the street where you are from Everything at once Nothing and everything at once Nothing and everything at once