Waking up in New York City
Dreaming about how it all began
Bright lights, big city
New Amsterdam and the Indians
You called me in tears
And it looks like rain
I walk south
Through our playground
Civilization's honeycomb

Taxi, taxi, taxi
Warm and pungent seats
Take me across the bridge
I can't be late

I'm heavy with you
Through cold morning avenues
Rushing with the rabble
Under gluttonous swelling skies

And I'll come to you
Over clandestine sidewalks
And I'll come to you
Crashing through dead leaves

And I'll come to you
Counting cracks in the sidewalks
And I'll come to you
Crashing

The crosswalk says stop
Yet there you are
Starts the flicker of a picture
Between the static of cars
And it's a relief
That these walls are so high
Like arms that hold us together
Waiting for a green light

Go, go, go
Stop
Go, go, go
Stop

We embrace at the heart of our city
On wet, broken sidewalks we're free