Take a walk in the dark Snow will fall in Central Park It’s getting late, it’s getting late Hard of hearing, out of sight Oh hard hearted appetite Now where to go, where to go Sometimes it’s hard to know Whom you are waiting for When eaters and feeders look the same Called upon your only friend Does no one answer their phones these days? Now what to do, what to do Scraping off your face in the mirror Guess you’ll fall asleep right here On the floor, on the floor All debts are piling up Time is an empty cup The past and the future look the same Someday we’ll find you there Magnolias in your hair And all along I knew You would be leaving soon Someday they’ll find you there Magnolias in your hair And all along I knew You would be leaving soon Can’t out run the shadows...