This street is named for flowers Its barren, hot and gray And shadows wheel on iron heels And move along their way The light that soothes me evening Has cut me clean in two But my blood, it runs with stars And theyve fallen over you Now the birds have stopped their whaling Theyve been whaling all their fear The town is meaningless, folks unseen by us these many years The waiting crowd in this blinding light like angry rivers do But silence builds a bridge which is swinging over you It used be the wicked who surrender but no more Theyll draw a line through heart of mine, then smooth it like a row Host give up their ghosts like death is nothing new But I could live forever when Im dying over you I may learn someday to offer more than what I feel To set aside this wholesome pride and put my shoulder to the wheel Build our truth then raise the roof and not confuse the true But still we stand of rafters and the swing and theres laughter risen over you