The street, the village green, the sleeping bakery
dreams with subway steam beneathe the balcony.
Let's flood the streets with chemistry all around this town.
I have been the moon tonight
revolving around a planet
I don't even know if I can ever return to.
I broke all these roses for you
and I dropped your ring down the kitchen sink
so I wrote up this note just for you,
it's an apology in invisible ink.
Let's flood the streets with chemistry
all around this town.
I have been the moon but I'd
trade the quiet sky for a hungry cry
that I'd have no reply to ever return to you.
I leave clues where nobody sees,
secret thoughts on secret streets.
Dead balloons and a pair of wings.
I have been an ocean tide
a sailor's goodbye whisper in the night
like a buoy, like a buoy floats.