You're alright
At least I hope you're alright
After what you've been doing for weeks
Actually months
Probably years
Despite all my fears, you're actually here
So tonight
We'll change our minds again
Yeah,
tonight We'll have some fun again
And then we'll run away Out to the streetlights,
to the rain
Let it fall,
let it fall Let it fall and watch it fill up all those
bones Soon everything below 36th Street will be
floating on the foam of flooded subways And
the scum of yuppie traders as they survey
the likely end of every decent branching place
Maybe they'll move away Maybe they'll move away
I'm not a betting man but I can see an
opening Here we are rooting for the end
As if we know we're gonna be here when the hurricanes end
A lot of faith and how we'll learn to live like roaches in the sand
You can hold my
hand
I promise
you
we'll stay here
Somehow,
someway
We will swat in all the decay
And the shells
of the olden times will float away
I'm
alright I guess I'm alright with the rash
It never really goes away I've got mornings to myself
I've got sunrise on the bay at 23rd
Street And Broadway's quite relaxing
But watch the skyscrapers collapsing I'll never move away