Mercy Street New Blood Version

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 no leak at the Seam. Let's 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 looking for Mercy. In your daddy's arms again, Dreaming of Mercy Street. Swear they moved that sign looking for Mercy. In your daddy's arms. Pulling Out the papers from drawers that slide smooth. Tugging at the darkness, word upon word. Confessing all the secret things in the 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. Looking For for mercy. Looking For mercy. Mercy. Anne with her father is out in the boat. Riding the water, Riding the waves On the sea