Pantheon Bar

I do believe you left your hat and jacket with us last night
Next to some bottles on the floor
You’ve certainly left your mark on the people you’ve met
They wonder where you are
You’ll find you can walk through walls
At the pantheon bar
You’ll think you’re the king of it all
At the pantheon bar
Your wishes can take you
As far as you want them to
But the house always wins
Come down
Here’s a drink, you need to
Calm down
It’s really just a fantasy
Right now
Things you want to say, you shouldn’t
Out loud
There’s a place for you
There’s a place for you
Where the moon is always shining
And there’s decent conversation
The door’s are never locked
And there’s an open invitation
And it’s always the simple things
The little things
The minor details
That you overlook
You know you’re not that crazy
But you’re just a little nervous
You can keep your privacy
And hide under the surface
Someone will keep an eye on you
They’ll be there all night long
And the morning to come
Painting their faces on the wall
It’s really starting to look just like you thought it would
I don’t understand, but what do you expect
When you come from Massachusetts
There will always be just a
Little bit of hope left
Come back anytime when you
Think it’s getting hopeless
Another fine feature of the information age
A little ray of sunlight on the middle of the stage
But the simple things
The little things
The little problems
They won’t go away
They won’t go away