Strange winds are blowing
me down this way
There's no prize in sight
but the pain in my feet
but I won't remember after tonight
The clock turns red and the word
on the street is that
we are getting ready to leave
Behind me
I've forgotten to check
all of the things
that somehow
now I don't seem to need
Stepping over broken doors down
in the street all the chairs
and tables lay on their sides
We have to turn them over
and stand them upright
so we can leave them
on their feet for the night
so we can leave them
on their feet for the night
so we can leave them
on their feet for the night
so we can leave them
on their feet for the night
so we can leave them
on their feet for the night
so we can leave them
on their feet for the night
so we can leave them
on their feet for the night
Take us apart and put us back
together right so we can leave
on our feet in the night
Take us apart and put us back
together right so we can leave
on our feet in the night