February 3rd was planned I had to be present to ride on a bus I walked around Chicago for hours on end Woke up to someone watching me at Wabash and Grand Nobody around me spoke a word The entire afternoon nothing was said Yet, I could enter into tourists' heads With great effort I let them know, 'The tower's up there' I had no idea what to think about you You have no idea how much I needed you On this occasion, it was so sad Making my way back home Was bizarre, to say the least, because I wasn't alone Louisville looked like a ruby that once shown Her mouth, the fluid motion of a smile collapsing I have no idea what to think about you You have no idea how much I needed you On this occasion, it was so sad All I am is just a Ratboy The roads continue down Actually down to the South, as it's known I didn't see much of Nashville that day But, a Romanesque cathedral built in MCMXIV