He had time on his hands
He carried the world on his shoulders
He said meet me at the Hudson's edge
Help me roll my boulder

So I went down, running down
Took the B61 across town
To where he was waiting at the ice house
Wish it was my house
He took me out back for a drink
Showed me the heart on his sleeve

Love is a daily good thing
I see it in your smolder
But I can't feel it in my hands
And I'm wringing them more now I'm older

Remember when I went down running down
Took the B61 across town
To wherе you were waiting at the icе house
Wish it was my house
You took me out back for a drink
Showed me the heart on your sleeve

Like ships in the night
We go down without light
We burn up all our anthracite
And try to make a spark
Find a crack and let it in
It'll come, it might be dim
Adjust your eyes I know you can
You'll find me in the dark
How will I know if I'm the last one alive?
I'm the last one

For forty-one days and as many nights
I'll be standing where we stood
Under an indigo sky
Watching flames jump from firewood