My world is firmly compressed   Into the pocket of your front breast   We pass over cities and towns   Collapsed in hopes that people find amusement   Amongst the depressed, what you say, goes   And your site beats everyone else's   And we all know we've already won      Once in awhile   While looking on the lamp post   While they dance alone   (They pivot and sway in the street)   ([Unverified] the light sure shed by our road flare)   (Another layered line is going on with these two lines)      Watching the ground move quick and fast   The car is stopped and I'm out of gas, must be my fault   Whatever you say is correct by me   'Cause all I wanna save is a cat in a tree   I can't get it down, I can't get it down   I can't get it down, the doubt breaks inside me   As the light beat down from the giant's pockets onto the ground      You're a taker of vanities, a stealer of games   Now show me a night where us both can be safe      You're what I want