| [00:08.79] |
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down, |
| [00:14.18] |
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below. |
| [00:20.96] |
Following their footsteps through the neon-darkened corridors, |
| [00:25.99] |
Of silent desperation, never speaking to a soul. |
| [00:34.71] |
The poison air he's breathing has the dirty smell of dying, |
| [00:40.08] |
Cause it's never seen the sunshine and it's never felt the rain. |
| [00:47.86] |
But Casey minds the arrows and ignores the fatal echoes, |
| [00:52.84] |
Of the clicking of the turnstiles and the rattle of his chains. |
| [01:02.77] |
|
| [01:05.37] |
"Oh," she said: "Casey, it's been so long since I've seen you." |
| [01:14.39] |
"Here," she said: "just a kiss to make a body smile." |
| [01:23.52] |
"See," she said: "I've put on new stockings just to please you." |
| [01:32.86] |
"Lord," she said. "Casey, can you only stay a while." |
| [01:40.63] |
|
| [01:47.13] |
Casey leaves the underground and stops inside The Golden Crown, |
| [01:52.55] |
For something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his bones. |
| [01:58.68] |
Seeing his reflection in the lives of all the lonely men, |
| [02:04.31] |
Who reach for anything they can to keep from going home. |
| [02:12.94] |
Standing in the corner, Casey drinks his pint of bitter, |
| [02:17.96] |
Never glancing in the mirror at the people passing by. |
| [02:25.59] |
Then he stumbles as he's leaving and he wonders if the reason, |
| [02:31.01] |
Is the beer that's in his belly or the tear that's in his eye. |
| [02:40.00] |
|
| [02:42.97] |
"Oh," she said: "I suppose you seldom think about me." |
| [02:51.95] |
"Now," she said: "now that you've a family of your own." |
| [03:00.99] |
"Still," she said: "It's so blessed good to feel your body." |
| [03:10.66] |
"Lord," she said: "Casey, it's a shame to be alone." |
