Grace cathedral hill   All wrapped in bones of setting sun   All dust and stone and moribund   I paid twenty-five cents to light a little white candle   For a new year's day   I sat and watched it burn away   Then turned and weaved through slow decay   We were both a little hungry so we went to get a hot dog   Down the hyde street pier   The light was slight and disappeared   The air, it stunk of fish and beer   We heard a superman trumpet play the national anthem      And the world may be long for you   But it'll never belong to you   But on a motorbike when all the city lights blind your eyes tonight   Are you feeling better now?      Some way to greet the year   Your eyes all bright and brimmed with tears   The pilgrims, pills and tourist here all sing   "Fifty-three bucks to buy a brand new halo."   I’m sweet on a green-eyed girl, all fiery Irish clip and curl   All brine and piss and vinegar   I paid twenty-five cents to light a little white candle      And the world may be long for you   But he'll never belong to you   But on a motorbike when all the city lights blind your eyes tonight   Are you feeling better now?