The streets looked different that night
Lacking a horizon line
Chances that I take
Jumping off burning bridges
Sing Sing Sing
Make the notes that make me sing
Standing tall
All my friends are gone
Down to the pier at the edge of the bay
Strolling hand in hand under the canopy
When I leave the rains come
Getting one over on the universe
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