I'm running all out of things That I can sing out I think that thirty-nine years Is more than enough And yet I find myself here In front of strangers Singing songs about anger Self pity, and love Oh, the rings of Saturn I never could find a way To say I loved you I never thought it would help Either you or I I never wanted my life To ever shame you You could have been anyone Maybe you could have died I hope wherever you are This song will find you I hope you're writing your own I hope they're better than mine I hope, when you find the words They come as hard as breathing I hope you find me But I wish you'd do what you'd like Brighter than the rings of Saturn Bigger than the rings of Saturn