I am the reason that you runnPiss drunk with the one,nGiving faith to younYou say you drank her eyes like winenThey played like violins,nLed you to the truthnThe medium she paints withnHas blossomed in your eyesnLike the freedom songs nThat slaves sangnTo drown away their criesnShe's taken your heart from younnThe city it holds a certain smellnGets trapped inside your lungs,nGives you peace of mindnShe holds a piece of your mindnAnd says you'll have it backnIf you stay with her awhilenThe harpist chord she plays,nShe plays without a missnYou have felt nothing like itnSince the days that we were kidsnThe art of confusionnKept our feelings hidnShe has opened you up somehownnNow your drink doesn't call your namenYou have given up destructionnFor a brand new gamenShe's leaving for the heavensnYou'd better catch her if you cannnSome images are sure to shake you upnBlessed is the mannWho hasn't had enoughnI am sure you will trynAnd press your lucknBut she will bring you down,nFrom the ninth cloud to the groundnShe will write you sonnetsnOn a napkin stained with kicksnYou'll say you haven't got yours,nShe will show you what you've missednAnd point to a man in the corner,nClenching his fistsnWasting his life away nnYou will feel better if you sleepnThe sandman's heroinnWill bring you deepnShe will be waiting there for younTo take your withered hands,nAnd in her hands she'll keepnShe will tell you storiesnOf those singers in her daynBefore those fakers camenAnd took it all awaynShe will smilenAnd her eyes will seem to saynDo you remembernWhen times were good?nnNothing will ever be the same againnYou will never find a closer friendnShe's leaving for the stationnYou'd better catch her if you cannThe midnight madness will eat you upnChew you up and spit you outnnShe will pick you off the groundnOff the sidewalks of this townnShe will take you to the rivernAnd she'll baptize younWith her gracenYou will find a cure to sadnessnIn the valleys of her facenShe will make something of beautynFrom this filthy placenAnd lay it by your bed.nnYou will feel like you've just been bornnDeep inside younThere's this aching warmthnShe's leaving for the citynYou'd better catch her if you can