black cats snapping at the heels of the ladies   rushin', windswept hair and scarves wavin'   big issue man through a salvation by a penny   "please give what you can. a penny if you have any"      coffee aromas swimming past the friut stand   drag at the corner in a pink polka-dot headband   school boys are mean but who knows what they're hiding   time washes clean the masks in which we cry in      oh will i   be lost in twilight. never   oh me oh oh my   i always find myself on this road      a fake american diner plays mean mister mustard   but orpheus is really an old accordian busker   the mayor recites a shakespearian sonnet   saturday night bold street's caked in it's own vomit      burberry check, curbside sex and police cars   she cuts through the chaos, through the canvas like a shooting star   all slow motion now, can't quite believe my black eyes   this dark angel landed and obviously missed the war cry      twinkle twinkle little star   how i wonder what you are   like a diamond in the sky   will i make it out alive      or will i   be lost in twlight. never   oh me oh oh my   i always find myself on this road      or will i   be lost in twlight. never   oh me oh oh my   i always find myself on this road