Well it's time we took the air,
I'll walk you to the door
that you and me are no more
We've got nothing left here,
and there's nothing to decide
They've already had way too much
I'm not gonna fan the flames
U .P .I .A .s, just pack your bags
That's the title of the song
We get away from this town
Where the pavement's stained is the
bank street of your heart
That's clogging up your vein
s when the rain falls down
a long tale might talk from a well so dark
The lonely hearts fail and lonely
lovers meet by slogans on walls
And the sewer crawls into the streets
With the love, with the joy, and the ecstasy
air outside the county lines
We floated all the way back to 83
did you ever feel so carefree?
Oh, bare are the shoulder
Oh, when I'm older, across the quicksand,
But I shivered, I panicked
The silver that glistened every holiday
The sand mirrored the water
The sea walls in the distance
Where lonely hearts fail,
and the sewer crawls into the sea
With a love, with a joy, and the ecstasy
Oh, the profoundness of your
Had some holiday that you turned out to be
You dredged up the mud along
You disappeared in the pastures
Till the tide caught up with you o 'er the
The roads will explain the lonely music
Of the resolute, of the half -blind
well I turn my face towards the city
My heart filled with stories
like relics from the past
Did I drown, did I choke,
That I'll waltz into the dark
Oh the dark side of yesterday
Well, it's time we took the air I
just give me your hand I'm taking you to