"Bodies Fall"
or
"Losing One's Breaks On Lombard Street"
In this city that's trapped in fog
Collapsing is my heart
As I cross this wayfaring bridge
And get lost on crooked village streets
With worndown breaks that shreik like a ghost
A suicidal Mission in this hill kissed town
On and on and on and on oh what is that sound
booming underground another lovequake
So I sieze the moment and do a mourning dance
For all the artists and the lovers and the misunderstood
Ended it all in this seaswept mystic town
Fall bodies fall violently from the arches of the golden gate
my love don't end it all it's not too late
you'd end it all you'd alter fate
turn your pain into a vision and create
Sometimes I'm like a peninsula
Shroud in the dense clouds of disbelief
Surrounded by such oddball beauty
Amid the decrepit and the dark decay
But I know I'm gonna be ok
On these streets expression is a currency
For no matter what Doubting Thomas may say
aRT is life and death in a state of emergency
So I sieze the moment and do a mourning dance
For all the artists and the lovers and the misunderstood
Ended it all in this seaswept mystic town
Fall bodies fall violently from the arches of the golden gate
my love don't end it all it's not too late
you'd end it all you'd alter fate
turn your pain into a vision and create
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