Pulaski at Night - Andrew Bird

Half empty half full

Cup runneth over

Horns aplenty

Coffers full

We're starting over

Half empty half full

Cup runneth over

Horns aplenty

Coffers full

We're starting over

I write you a story

But it loses it thrill

And all of my witnesses keep turning up

Keep turning up dead

I paint you a picture

Of pulaski at night

Come back to chicago

City of City of light

Come back to chicago

We're starting over

We're starting over

I paint you a picture

But it never looks right

'Cause I fill in the shadows and black out the

I black out the light

I send you a postcard

It says pulaski at night

Greetings from chicago city of city of light

Come back to chicago city of

City of light

Come back to chicago

We're starting over