It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last

But if there is something you wish to keep, you better grab it fast

Yonder stands your orphan with his gun

Crying like a fire in the sun

Look out the saints are comin' through

[02:32.06][03:59.24]And it's all over now, baby blue

The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense

Take what you have gathered from coincidence

The empty-handed painter from your streets

Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets

This sky, too, is folding under you

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home

All your reindeer armies, are all going home

The lover who just walked out your door

Has taken all your blankets from the floor

The carpet, too, is moving under you