The street, the village green, the sleeping bakery   dreams with subway steam beneathe the balcony.   Let's flood the streets with chemistry all around this town.      I have been the moon tonight   revolving around a planet   I don't even know if I can ever return to.      I broke all these roses for you   and I dropped your ring down the kitchen sink   so I wrote up this note just for you,   it's an apology in invisible ink.   Let's flood the streets with chemistry   all around this town.      I have been the moon but I'd   trade the quiet sky for a hungry cry   that I'd have no reply to ever return to you.      I leave clues where nobody sees,   secret thoughts on secret streets.   Dead balloons and a pair of wings.      I have been an ocean tide   a sailor's goodbye whisper in the night   like a buoy, like a buoy floats.