They're wakin' up Mama 'cause everybody else has got to go
She makes a little action with her head. Rolls over
And she says she's gonna sleep for a couple of minutes more
I've said "I'm sorry" to Mama for the cold heart
I've said "I'm sorry", by now, at least once to just
about everyone
She says, "I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do
And it slips my mind what I'm supposed to say?
I'm getting older and older and older
And always a little farther out of the way
You look into her eyes and it's more than you hear
In August and Everything After, you get a little closer

I stumbled into Washington Square just as the sun broke free
I walked across the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the shadow of St. Augustine
I'm just one of three late model children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of Elvis in San Fransisco
It's just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just like me
I want every damn thing I can see.
One day you're Daddy's little angel,
Next day you're everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of wings
In August and Everything After, I'm after everything.