Looking down on empty streets, all she can see
Are the dreams all made solid, are the dreams made real
All of the buildings, all of the 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 grey
Nowhere in the suburbs, in the cold light of day
Dreaming of Mer--cy Street, wear your inside out
Dreaming of mercy in your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of Mer--cy Street, swear they moved that sign
Dreaming of mercy in your daddy's arms
Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
Tugging at the darkness, word upon word
Mercy, mercy looking for mercy
Mercy, looking for mercy
Looking for mercy
Looking for mercy
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Anne with her father is out in the boat
Riding the water,
Riding the waves
On the sea