... Until darkness comes...

Mercy Street - Peter Gabriel 

Looking down on empty streets, 

all she can see

are the dreams all made solid

are the dreams all made real 

all of the buildings, 

all of those cars

were once just a dream

in somebody's head 

she pictures the broken glass, 

she pictures the steam

she pictures a soul

with no leak at the seam 

let’s take the boat out

wait until darkness

let's take the boat out

wait until darkness comes 

nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey

nowhere in the suburbs

in the cold light of day 

there in the midst of it so alive and alone

words support like bone 

dreaming of mercy street

wear your inside out

dreaming of mercy

in your daddy's arms again

dreaming of mercy street

swear they moved that sign

dreaming of mercy

in your daddy's arms 

pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth

tugging at the darkness, word upon word 

confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box

to the priest-he's the doctor

he can handle the shocks 

dreaming of the tenderness-the tremble in the hips

of kissing Mary's lips 

dreaming of mercy street

wear your insides out

dreaming of mercy

in your daddy's arms again

dreaming of mercy street

swear they moved that sign

looking for mercy

in your daddy's arms 

mercy, mercy, looking for mercy

mercy, mercy, looking for mercy Anne, 

with her father is out in the boat

riding the water

riding the waves on the sea