A stopwatch and a heart full of darkness Your battered cabs set sail like ships at sea When no one is around, your glittering Storefront grates pulled down The highways are alive with the likes of you
Oh I know, your conversations burrow through the walls Your words they make their way into my mouth
The shotgun’s going off in the harbor Where the West Side highway falls into the sea There’s no one here but us Two hearts collide and turn to dust And the whole world opens wide in front of you