(ian hunter/darrel bath)
(transcribed by colin ford)
On the avenue of dead umbrellas
In a place where nothin sleeps
No ones pickin up the pieces - no one speaks
Snow falls down - God dusts funky town
For once this place looks pure
Tell that to the people who live in the wind - they aint so sure
In the middle of a violent night - in the glare of a naked light
In the middle of a nightmare
At the bottom of the deepest well - in the middle of a private hell
Shit scared - out there - nowhere
Then I open my eyes - ice on the window - the sun is tryin to break through
Then I open my eyes - in the land of the livin - and its all right
Seen a man rattle in a battle that no one could win
I had to turn my soul away
Shits gonna happen - whether you like it or not
S just the way it is
Then I open my eyes - boats on the river - headin down the east side
Then I open my eyes - and the trash(? ) slips away
Soft and supple - like some alibi
You been walkin in her sleep - there aint no cure for the secrets you hide
In the middle of my wildest dream - in a place where nothins what it seems
At the time of a great loss
From the hoods and the broken homes - this dangers got a smell of its own
In the middle of c-c-chaos
In the valley of the shadow of death - the bellevue boys out kickin ass
In the middle of fire
Inside the belly of the beast - in a place where wonders never cease
You go higher, higher, higher
Then I open my eyes - life in a nutshell - its over fore you know it
Then I open my eyes
And the city wakes up - puts coffee in cups - when I open my eyes
And the kids go to school - imus rules - when I open my eyes
I love you n you love me
N it rains so I buy an umbrella from the guy on 23rd and second avenue
