The Silver City

You take the skyway, high above the busy little one-way In my stupid hat and gloves at night I lie awake Wonderin' if I'll sleep Wonderin' if we'll meet out in the street But you take the skyway It don't move at all like a subway It's got bums when i

I've got a car that's always stuck in the last gear It starts and it goes if you leave it alone but you can't steer Taking it out for a Sunday drive on the back roads And it waits till I'm far away from home and the sun is getting low And wouldn't yo

Well I come around every now again And the lights are low in the flickering There's a bit of paper torn to pieces on the floor It's a lonely place cause no one comes here anymore Do you believe in miracles It's not an accident do you believe in mirac