I used to ride up on the hill And look down at the darkened Silhouettes of tall black windowsills And my heart jumped every ledge Until one bright morning
All along the street They're holding signs that say That I am lost And that I do not know the way I asked the rock Sitting in a shade of grey I asked
I lost my shoes I lost my wife I lost my keys I lost my kite And though I'm young at heart I'm so much older Subway eyes and banked up skies And violent
She hates you, then she loves you more Underneath the shadows of her thoughts, shadows of her thoughts, she rings a bell for you I wish that she was
This is the last time I will follow you This is the last time I will follow you at all Cos woman you're my trouble And woman I've been trouble and despair
All hell's crashing down inside The windows to the other side Shimmering in rooms to quiet sighs of 'Oh well if it's happening there It isn't here',
From the city to the world below From the strangers to the ones I know From the darkness to the holy glow We burn so bright Can we outlast the show?