The road still runs by the river The river still pours into town By the time you see where you're headed You're half the way down I was bragging on my independence Saying love leaves you stumbling and dumb Then I go and dissolve Just like cotton candy On the tip of some boy's tongue In the crackhouse cellars In the weary faces In the burnt out factories This town knows there's nowhere left to go But all the way down We all know there's nowhere left to go But all the way down Every sad old poppa was a proud young man Full of victories that he almost won All the mistakes that he made Pave the streets of Paterson We made our concessions to the business We paid our dues to the wrong guys And we got deeply screwed But we don't let anyone tell us what to do anymore We need our great falls In the trash and foam Floats every wish we've ever made This town knows there's nowhere left to go but All the way down We all know there's nowhere left to go But all the way down Oh, mio couré (oh, my heart) Oh, mio couré (oh, my heart) Sto morento (I'm dying) Ma tu non mi vedi (but you don't see me)