Say Goodnight to the Lady

Felt ghost, white sick To cross the Brooklyn Bridge Was a color coded era Now, I guess it always is In a nervous grin like an electroplated chain Was survival of the sicker soul I got off of the train And it never even troubled me to see If that snicker was my future Looking back at me I can't pinpoint the very minute that it changed Can you pick a favorite color from a thousand shades of grey? In the green East River When the water lilies grow, I prayed for hope to spring Eternal, even if the trickle's slow And it never even troubled me to see If that snicker was the future looking back at me We were happy, we were sad She gave me the only one I'd had As the helicopters lifted stars into the sky Look for peace on Staten Island On the ferry sneaking by And it never even troubled me to see If that snicker was my echo coming back at me We were happy, we were sad She gave me the only one I'd had We were happy, we were sad She gave me the only one I'd had We were happy We were happy We were happy We were happy