and it's all for the best
And it's all gone according to plan
Terry and Julie still stand on the bridge
Don't look to them to draw a conclusion
Julie hangs out by the banks of the river
Where the garbage all flows
She sees the smokestacks,
She sees the stadiums covered in snow
The streets have been cleaned
Of all the people with nowhere to
Terry will clutch at threads
As he's free -fallin' fast to the floor
Where I'm hoping to find one more song
But it's like the blue of
You'd better not leave it tonight
Terry and Julie, they filled out the coupon
They want tickets tonight for this show
But it's the aisles in the
As they shine a divine guiding glow
The bridge through the city,
well it has just crumbled
And that link is what kept us all sane
The two of them tumble into the river
Forget to come up for air again
Forget to come up for air again