never knows best

the days turn into nights
it all blurs together when you're on my mind
every time, waking up under moonlight
but you're not there
i see angels in the air
and nothing's really as it seems
i can feel time beckoning

and never knows best
whatever comes next
i've made up my mind
i'll see things through
to the end of the line

like a ghost
you'll show up in picture tubes
radiowaves and cassette tapes
that's all any of us are
just waves and light
shining way too bright