Saw blade, guitar hanging on the wall
I’m not lonesome, not at all
I could tell you things about the early universe

Universal laws are fine
But they all break down, if you go too far back in time
Like way before I knew you, if you can imagine

Chorus:

Just let me go home
This is not a show
You are not to blame-but there are no more tears
I’m 100 mill-ion light years away
Whatever you will say
Will never reach my ears

Imagine we were traveling in space
& mine was the only human face
You would see for the next 600 years

Wrapped up somewhere in the infinitely small
Mary hopes someone will take her to the ball
She can afford to wait for a very long time

Chorus

Saw blade, guitar, hanging on the wall
I’m not lonesome, not at all
I could tell you things about the end of the universe….

(lyrics: Dan Bern)