Coming up Empty

Blackbird in the night backwards in the sky

Flying through the night

Spinning in the time looking for a home

Looking for a place

Looking for a branch or a leaf or a trace

Silent in the night spiral out of sight

Shooting through the sky

Diving through the ice

Blackbird in the night way above the sea

Piercing through the stars

Find your way to me

Coming up empty surround my sound

And nothing's left high def

I'm okay with it i got nothing to say

No place to be other than right where I am

I'm okay with it coming up empty

And I searched and dug deep

Give up just can't squeeze

Chasing a feeling for all of these years

Ascribing this meaning

To make depth and dimension or

Retire and ride out on my past inventions

We been through a lot up on that mountain top

Some survived some couldn't handle the pain

Jumping off the train before you had

A chance to hear the rain

Fizzle on the windowsill

Drizzle on the window pane

Now you got that widow chill

Now you got that widow pain

More frigid than an icicle

Colder than a winters day

Riding on your bicycle all around BK

Coming up empty surround my sound

And nothing's left high def

I'm okay with it i got nothing to say

No place to be other than right where I am

I'm okay with it coming up empty