Down Across The Delaware

Bills are paid but it makes no difference To the gods that seem to rule our home Heat shut off for no known reason This old building's got a mind of its own I can tell your footsteps on the stairs from three flights up I know the jingling of your keys You won't hear no and you don't look back and you can't slow down These days you don't have much to say to me In another town what would fetch a good living Here is barely hand to mouth So I'm going out and get a U-Haul trailer Drag it down the turnpike south Where the Garden State gives way to the real world Falls away in the rearview mirror We'll mend our wounds and wait out the winter Down across the Delaware We get along in a manner of speaking We barely have to speak at all Small talk over take-out pizza Silently passing in the hall Post-It notes... and opposite shifts Once in a blue moon we'll wake up in the same room Thankful for these thy many gifts We run by night, we live it and breathe it We're the best of the best and I just don't care I'll mend my wounds and wait out the winter Down across the Delaware And I'll see you in the spring When the chill don't cut so deep I'll be back around to give this town another crack at me I heard a voice today I swore I knew From somewhere down in the southern sticks I turned around to see some ragged stranger Bummin change on the uptown six And I froze like a stone Could I ever get that low? Turned my face to the window There by the grace of God I go Where the Garden State gives way to the real world Falls away in the rearview mirror I'll mend my wounds and wait out the winter Down across the Delaware