Ultrasongs

Got a half harvest moon
And a bittersweet smile
Boots on the landing
Then nothing at all

No note on my window
No anger, no pain
No one to take from me
My nothing at all...

Chorus:
Aw, nothin / I got that in spades
When you've got nothing / They can't take it away
And nothing / nothing would make me feel better
Then nothing / nothing at all...

...but a half harvest moon
And a full cup o' wine
Filled up with nothing
Nothing at all

The circle is broken
Just one in a chain
Of thoughts never spoken
Of nothing at all

Chorus x 2