More like the Moon - Wilco

I see you in the morning

Wearing only one shoe

I say, I see you’ve lost something

What’re you gonna do?

You say but no, I found one

There’s another out there for you

I see us all as customers

Holding no purchase so far

Collapsing galaxies

Feathered with falling stars

I see us all as something

But nothing like we truly are

Why don’t you come to me now

More like you are

I know we should be grateful

Everything is falling apart

Everything is breaking

And it lifts my heart

To see you as an angel

As some ghostly work of art

Why don’t you come to me now

Know who you are