Are the dreams all made solid
Are the dreams all made real
All of the buildings, all of those cars
Were once just a dream
In somebody's head
She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam
She pictures a soul
With no leak at the seam
Lets 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 grey
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 st.
Wear your inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy('s arms again
Dreaming of mercy st.
'Swear they moved that sign
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms
Pulling out the papers from the 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 st.
Wear your insides out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of mercy st.
'Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms
Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
Anne, with her father is out in the boat
Riding the water
Riding the waves on the sea
Looking down on empty streets, all she can see Are the dreams all made solid Are the dreams all made real All of the buildings, all of those cars Were once just a dream In somebody's head She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam She pictures a soul With no leak at the seam Lets 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 grey 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 st. Wear your inside out Dreaming of mercy In your daddy('s arms again Dreaming of mercy st. 'Swear they moved that sign Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms Pulling out the papers from the 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 st. Wear your insides out Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms again Dreaming of mercy st. 'Swear they moved that sign Looking for mercy In your daddy's arms Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy Anne, with her father is out in the boat Riding the water Riding the waves on the sea Explain Request ×
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