Zephyr through the awning shadow. Star-like glimpse upon the weeping leaves. Rest yourself my weeping widow. With the your news of grave defeat. With the shafts of each fraction.
Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away. Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day. The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt. They parry and lunge 'neath the thin winter sun who's.
What you don't got, I can't give to you. You got calamities to go live through. Just when the nickels come a jingling down. You've got to use them all to get out of town.
[Spoken:]. Not in this lifetime,. Or even, even in the next. I could go a million places,. Meet a million girls. But none... none would compare to you (none).
There she goes, on down the beach. Just like the moon, she's out of reach. Losing my mind, already lost my girl. Blew the top right off my pretty world.