Sweet surrender on the quayside You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline Near misses on the dog leap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A

Breathin' air I could be numb Borderline case Reinforced glass Earn some friends Passport photos and a life so bad Empty pocket and they think it's all They think it's all It's all ripped up on a smaller list?

Looking for meat Wants you to eat Never straight and narrow I won't keep in time Tend to burn the arrow Out of the line Been inclined to wander Off the beaten track

Or are we dancer? Are we human? My sign is vital My hands are cold And I'm on my knees Looking for the answer I did my best to notice When the call came down the line Up to the platform of surrender

All inhale the downward spiral Just aim and end another But think, as I rape your mother In the most desolate corner A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow Hey, get in line for tragic Let us dance to the pistol magic Another

Neon, the light they always leave on From the orange of the fall To the green of the summer, But my favorite color is With a little Johnny Lee on You put a double on your troubles on line This end of the tunnel is neon The sky in Cheyenne, Wyoming Is

At the end of the river the sundown beams All the relics of a life long lived Here, weary traveler rest your wand Sleep the journey from your eyes A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth

Every back road, we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room, I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here, and you ain't around

When the devil come a callin' I ain't gonna be around, Well the devil may care, You toss 'em back and be a man, With the last time, End of it all, end of the line, End of the road,

High hopes, when you let it go, go out and start again But it's not that easy High hopes, oh, when it all comes to an end And the world keeps spinning Broken bottles in the hotel lobby Seems to me like I'm just scared of never feeling it again I know