verse 1
When it rains, the streets of Chicago
shine like jewels, though it's just broken glass
When the sun shines, dirty pigeons
coo like doves in the dy - ing trees
INTERLUDE 1
And the drunks going through the gar - bage
in the al - ley behind my house
smile up at the falling buil - dings,
so bittersweet like crying clowns
INTERLUDE 2
verse 2
And through the cars, boun - cing over puddles
Children weave on sto - len bikes
The vacant lots are full of old men
sear - ching for nine - teen twenty-five
INTERLUDE 3
And in the parks, lonely wo - men
tossing bread to the rabid dogs
smile up at the passing air - planes
as if the sky were full of snow-white swans
INTERLUDE 4
And the drunks going through the gar - bage
in the al - ley behind my house
smile up at the falling buil - dings,
so bittersweet like crying clowns
OUTRO