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I was down in the city on a miracle street

I flailed like a swimmer through the summer heat

I was waiting for a friend that I needed to meet

And I's hopin' she was bringin' with her something sweet

And I's hopin' for an open little opening

And I suffer for a groovy little happening

But it's all going wrong just like I sing in that song

The song I wrote about you that they put on TV

The TV that I gave you 'cause you wanted to see

But all you saw were spaces where the people used to be

A hundred bastard voids with their pull on me

In the valley of death you'll be breathless and free

You'll be dancing like a fool by the swollen sea

You'll be twitching like a drug in a pharmacy

You'll be swatting at the flies in the pavillion

Where the millionare just blew a gazillion

Fingernails are all hot vermillion

When the traffic grinds down to a standstill-ion

And the mynah birds are pecking at the carrion

And you read it already in Hyperion

And you read about my trial in the Clarion

A sack full of ashes I've been carrying

When the lights turn green I dissolve the screen

When the lights turn red I put the whole thing to bed

Well I got a fever

And I'm feeling fainter

I'm a dim receiver

I'm a Cold War painter

If you can just hold still

I will make you all so beautiful

When the lights turn blue I know what to do

I'll drown my tomorrows in an ocean or two

And the pretty little things with their magnets and rings

Blooming like a flower through a series of springs

Thank you Fate and the freight that she brings

Thank you Fortuna and the song that she sings

Thank you to my manager for letting me live

Thank you to my friends and the friends that you're with

Thank you to the Lord who created all this

There's a whole lotta hurt before you get to the bliss

Why even Jesus Christ was betrayed by a kiss

But that was long before that he got in show biz

Well I understand the land and the land ain't no sea

But when I try to walk I'm sinking you see

So I got a fever

And I'm feeling fainter

I'm a dim receiver

I'm a Cold War painter

If you could just hold still

I will make you all so beautiful