I Don't Have Anything / The Gate

I don’t have anything left to give you now

I see the people asleep on the rocks

I’ve got a friend now but he never talks

Hey, Mister Robertson, don’t say that it’s true

I put my whole head whole within it

Within it the whole head in the hole

Hey, Mister Bryan, yeah

I bought some cereal but forgot to buy milk

I’ve got my eyes

Hey, Mister Robertson, don’t say that it’s true for him

No one will see me as long as I’m still

I saw you right there up on Mockingbird Hill

But it seems so unlikely, it seems too good to be true

That the one she revealed was exactly like you

When the man comes

I don’t have anything

I don’t, I don’t have anything left to give you now

I don’t, no, I don’t have anything left to give you now

Wait by the gate

Look for the stone

Follow the road that leads

All the visions of children in the trees

When the man comes

Wait by the gate

Crack the stone

When the man comes

Angels in the sky

They shoot through the moon

Crack the stone back to you