Going down the rapids all alone / dead fish running down to take the sea / holy one the light is gone / each heart has turned to stone / going down the rapids all alone / stranded in the city of the night / no control and slipping on the street / holy one the light is lost / the stars are hidden from sight / stranded in the city of the night / going down the rapids now / the paddle snapped in two / you don’t know what you might have to do / holy one a ray of light / to melt each heart of stone / going down the rapids all alone / going down the freeway in a streak / each face unencumbered by a name / holy one the signs are set / the days grow into weeks / going down the freeway in a streak / going down the rapids now / the paddle snapped in two / you don’t know what you might have to do / holy one a ray of light to melt each heart of stone / going down the freeway all alone / going down the rapids all alone.

North on the 101 to Hollywood and Vine / we meet outside the Metro Line / big white sign up above / the streets and neon lights / we walk along the fabled sights / when little children come to see / and ocean waves rise up to dance / no need to wonder what will be / we’re getting closer to the trance / big white sign up above / the alley full of stars / always a line outside the bars / always a line outside until they let you in / the only way out now’s to win / when little children come to see / and ocean waves rise up and dance / no need to wonder what will be / we’re getting closer to the trance / we’re getting closer to the trance.

Rise up early this morning / what goes on in the street / lines are already forming / the crack of a rainstorm is backing the beat / bigheads to the left of me / and bigheads to the right / hands you better get ready / to baton things down for a terrible flight / into this world we run / until the day that we die / we never know what will come / under the invisible eye / from sitting pretty and young  / to old and just getting by / we never know what is done / under the invisible eye / go out later this evening / what goes on in the street / hard to believe in the way that we weave / and yet never once manage to meet / bigheads on the corner / bigheads tending the store / hands you better get ready / it’s going to get rough / right outside of the door / into this world we run / until the day that we die / we never know what will come / under the invisible eye / from sitting pretty and young  / to old and just getting by / we never know what is done / under the invisible eye / we never know what is done / under the invisible eye.

Wicked wind why you singing like you do / is it true that the night can be so blue / there’s a line that you move / every time you try to shake / every groove you find another home to break / you sing the blues / sing the blues / sing the blues / sing the blues / wicked wind why you visiting again / is it true the night will be your only friend / there’s a beat that you use / as you ride the melody / blowing on around the bend too blind to see / you sing the blues / sing the blues / sing the blues / sing the blues / wicked wind with your high and fancy shoes / is it true there isn’t much time left to lose / sing the blues / sing the blues / sing the blues / sing the blues.

Turning corners takes some time to understand / you spend your nights all out of line / and any woman you might try / to take her by the hand / and brag until the day begins to shine / rolling barrels down the middle of the street / out there dancing on the vine / you feel the fire from the bottom of your feet / and listen as the spirits fill your mind / I hear that song of the seasick   sailor now / I´ve gone away / but I might be back somehow / I´m off to find the land of the midnight cure / I hear that song / I hear that song for sure / I hear that song / I hear that song for sure / losing powers takes some days to comprehend / you try again but just don´t realize / you’re calling spirits that will never ride again / on sunken ships that never more will rise / keeping pearls in the bottom of a cup / for any woman that comes passing by / your heart is turning so you want to fill her up / and find a way to never have to die / I hear that song of the seasick sailor now / I´ve gone away / but I might be back somehow / I´m off to find the land of the midnight cure / I hear that song / I hear that song for sure / I hear that song / I hear that song for sure / the wind / the rain / that pain so pure / I hear that song / I hear that song for sure / I hear that song / I hear that song for sure.

Free for a season / but now there’s no reason to fly / sun going down there’s another day waving goodbye / goodbye to a long and trusted friend / somewhere down the line this time will end / can’t find an island / and can’t find an anchor to hold / something inside always barreling after the gold / every morning now some distant past / every night a notch up on the mast / somehow things begin to sail away / one by one they all just fail away / whatever happened / to where we were going before / will we ever reach the further shore / then like a novel that no one was able to read / pages fell out of the lives / that we threatened to lead / no one spoke the brave and sturdy spell / every tongue was too tied up to tell / free for a season / but now there’s no reason to boast / blowing away / never knowing what mattered the most / goodbye to a long and trusted friend / all the world cannot one measure mend / somehow things begin to sail away / one by one they all just fail away / whatever happened to where we were going before / will we ever reach the further shore / whatever happened to where we were going before / will we ever reach the further shore.

Sunday morning / see the man stand up before the crowd / talking story / all at once he starts to laugh out loud / this must be the way it all goes down / this might be the last thing that we feel / ain’t no time to stop and look around / this must be the turning of the wheel / concrete towers / going up a billion stories high / by the hour / days keep growing up and passing by / this must be the way it all goes down / this might be the last thing that we feel / ain’t no time to stop and look around / this must be the turning of the wheel / Sunday morning / all the waves begin to wave their hands / all that power / rising up against the higher lands / this must be the way it all goes down / this might be the last thing that we feel / ain’t no time to stop and look around / this must be the turning of the wheel / ain’t no time to stop and look around / this must be the turning of the wheel.