"Bodies Fall"   or   "Losing One's Breaks On Lombard Street"      In this city that's trapped in fog   Collapsing is my heart   As I cross this wayfaring bridge   And get lost on crooked village streets   With worndown breaks that shreik like a ghost   A suicidal Mission in this hill kissed town   On and on and on and on oh what is that sound   booming underground another lovequake      So I sieze the moment and do a mourning dance    For all the artists and the lovers and the misunderstood   Ended it all in this seaswept mystic town      Fall bodies fall violently from the arches of the golden gate   my love don't end it all it's not too late    you'd end it all you'd alter fate   turn your pain into a vision and create      Sometimes I'm like a peninsula   Shroud in the dense clouds of disbelief   Surrounded by such oddball beauty   Amid the decrepit and the dark decay   But I know I'm gonna be ok   On these streets expression is a currency   For no matter what Doubting Thomas may say   aRT is life and death in a state of emergency      So I sieze the moment and do a mourning dance    For all the artists and the lovers and the misunderstood   Ended it all in this seaswept mystic town      Fall bodies fall violently from the arches of the golden gate   my love don't end it all it's not too late    you'd end it all you'd alter fate   turn your pain into a vision and create      Copyright 2007