Mercy Street

Looking down on empty streets, All she can see are the dreams all made Solid, are the dreams made real. All of the buildings, all of the cars Were once just a dream in somebody's head. She pictures the broken glass, Pictures the steam. She pictures a soul with holy at the Seams. take the boat out, wait until Darkness. Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness Comes. Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and gray. Nowhere in the suburbs, in the cold light of Day. There in the midst of it, so alive and Alone. Words support like bone. Dreaming of Mercy Street, Where you're inside out. Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms again. Dreaming of Mercy Street. Swear they moved that sign. Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms. Pulling out the papers and drawers that slide Smooth. Tuggin' at the darkness, Word on word. Confessing all the secret things in a warm velvet Box to the priest. He's the doctor, he can handle the shocks. Dreaming of the tenderness, the tremble in the hips Of kissing Mary's lips. Dreaming of Mercy Street, Where you're inside out. Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms again. Dreaming of Mercy Street. Swear they moved that sign. Looking for mercy In your daddy's arms. I'm with the father, he's out in the boat. Riding the water, Riding the waves On the sea.