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