Mercy Street

Looking down on empty streets, all she can see
 Are the dreams all made solid
 Are the dreams all made real
 All of the buildings, all of those cars
 Were all just a dream in somebody's head
 She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam
 She pictures a soul with no leak at the seam
 Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness
 Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness comes
 Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey
 Nowhere in the suburbs in the cold light of day
 There in the midst of it, so alive and alone
 Words support like bone
 Dreaming of Mercy street
 Wear your inside out
 Dreaming of Mercy
 In your daddy's arms again
 Dreaming of Mercy street
 Swear they moved that sign
 Dreaming of Mercy
 In your daddy's arms
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 Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
 Tugging at the darkness, word upon word
 Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box
 To the priest, he's the doctor, he can handle the shocks
 Dreaming of the tenderness, the tremble in the hips
 Of kissing Mary's lips
 Dreaming of Mercy street
 Wear your insides out
 Dreaming of Mercy
 In your daddy's arms again
 Dreaming of Mercy street
 Swear they moved that sign
 Looking for Mercy
 In your daddy's arms
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 Anne, with her father, it out in the boat
 Riding the water
 Riding the waves on the sea