Mercy Street Gregorian

Looking down on empty streets
All she can see are the dreams all made solid
The dreams all made real
All of those buildings, all of those cars
Were once just a dream in somebody's head

She pictures the broken glass, pictures the steam
She pictures a soul with no leak at the seam
Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness
Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness comes

Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and gray
Nowhere in the suburbs in the cold light of day
There, in the midst of it, so alive and alone
Words support like bone

Dreaming of Mercy Street
Where you're inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again

Dreaming of Mercy Street
Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms

Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
Humming at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box to the priest
He is the doctor, he can handle the shock
Dreaming of the tenderness, the tremble in the hips of kissing Mary's lips

Dreaming of Mercy Street
Where you're inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again

Dreaming of Mercy Street
Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms

Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
Mercy, looking for mercy
Anne, with her father, is out in the boat
Riding the water, riding the waves on the sea