There are wounds that stir up the force of gravity   And a cold that’ll wipe the hope from your eyes   Young girl standing underneath the L train   Standing there, watching the trains go by   You think that nobody knows where you are, girl   You think that nobody knows how this feels   Alone, in a world of your own   There you are, girl   The small things float to the top   Of gravity   Gravity   I’m telling you where it is   Gravity      We walk in easy snakes   Through the roulette rattling of the ethyl   And now the arson smell of moon   Polishes the newsstand   They empty the gas can   They watch the fire   If there are three girls running   There are three girls running nowhere   From remedies   That you call random   We call by name   And ask them to explain   Why      Oh, no, I heard somebody   Hush up   Don’t say nothing   I thought I heard someone   Well, we walk when we want to go   Nobody’s gonna be there   Seen somebody, somebody   Be quiet   Nobody’s there ...   Nobody      I could not say no to the light of my desire   I’m not asking so much   But you roll call the passion   His lips?   No   His back?   No   His face?   No, no, no   I’m not asking so much!   I try to imagine another planet, another sun   Where I don’t look like me   And everything I do matters...   Where you are, girl   In your green paint   With a pin to pull   At the fingertips   Of gravity   Gravity      Well, I’m telling you where it is   Gravity