| Four horses pull a carriage through an empty street 
And though the day is cold and still they are not 
Breathing they make no sound at all. 
As easily as water finds its way to ground 
They bleed into the brick and are gone. 
And I have seen what I have seen as I fall 
Like a whisper in the dome of st paul 
The drowning man's forgot what he's called 
But he illuminates our town for us all. 
Walk up the narrow staircase from the balcony 
And at the top go out and grip the golden railing 
The view from up here really takes your breath away 
You step out of of your skin and you're gone. 
So follow me down to the riverside, honey 
We can pack our bags and take all our money 
We can fly away, we can fly away. 
Take me down to the railway tracks 
We can cross the bridge where the sun sets, baby 
We can fly away, we can fly away. 
Take me down, take me down 
Fly away, fly away. 
The day is cold and still and there's no reason 
To make a sound at all 
As easily as water finds its way to ground. 
And I have seen what I have seen as I fall 
Like a whisper in the dome of st paul 
The drowning man's forgot what he's called 
But he illuminates our town for us all. 
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