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.