There used to be a subway right above your head
My father played for the passers-by on his violin
He burned that box for firewood and he laid his burden down
Now I don?t have a father anymore
You can take your Norman Rockwells and your teenage billionaires
With their panic rooms and time machines and vintage rocking chairs
Oh when the moon is rising up behind the pyramids
We could be in heaven or in hell
You could be my savior I could be yours too
They say the race is over but they don?t know about me and you
They don?t know about me and you
So take this note to Memphis there?s a woman I once knew
She?s buried in the catacombs you can lay it on her tomb
She taught me how to take a punch and I?ve taken more than my share
Now I don?t have a mother anymore
Oh but you could be my savior I could be yours too
They say the race is over but they don?t know about me and you
They don?t know about me and you
Well come on you can be my savior
Oh baby, come on you can be my savior
He burned that box for firewood he laid his burden down
Now I don?t have a father anymore