Across the street the river runs. Down in the guter life is slipping away. Let me still exist in another place, Running down under cover Of a helicopter blade.
The flames are getting higher In effigy. Burning down the bridges of my memory. Love may still alive Somewhere someday Where they're downing only deer A hundred steel towns away.
Oh, rhythm of my heart Is beating like a drum With the words "I Love you" Rolling off my tongue. No never will I roam, For I know my place is home. Where the ocean meets the sky, I'll be sailing.
Photographs and kerosene Light up my darkness, Light it up, Light it up. I can still feel the touch Of your thin blue jeans. Running down the alley,