Pulaski at Night

[Verse 1] x2 Half empty, half full Cup runneth over Horns of plenty, coffers full We're starting over [Verse 2] I write you a story But it loses its thread And all of my witnesses Keep turning up, keep turning up dead [Chorus] I paint you a picture Of Pulaski at night Come back to Chicago City of, city of light Come back to Chicago [Verse 3] I paint you a picture But it never looks right Cause I fill in the shadows And block out the, I block out the light [Chorus 2] I send you a postcard It says, "Pulaski at night" Greetings from Chicago City of, city of light Come back to Chicago City of, city of light Come back to Chicago