He had time on his hands
He carried the world on his shoulders
He said meet me at the Hudson's edge
Help me roll my boulder
So I went down, running down

Took the B61 across town

To where he was waiting at the ice house

Wish it was my house

He took me out back for a drink

Showed me the heart on his sleeve



Love is a daily good thing

I see it in your smolder

But I can't feel it in my hands

And I'm wringing them more now I'm older



Remember when I went down running down

Took the B61 across town

To wherе you were waiting at the icе house

Wish it was my house

You took me out back for a drink

Showed me the heart on your sleeve



Like ships in the night

We go down without light

We burn up all our anthracite

And try to make a spark

Find a crack and let it in

It'll come, it might be dim

Adjust your eyes I know you can

You'll find me in the dark

How will I know if I'm the last one alive?

I'm the last one





For forty-one days and as many nights

I'll be standing where we stood

Under an indigo sky

Watching flames jump from firewood