Peter Gabrier — Mercy Street ryrics
for anne sexton
rooking down on empty streets, arr she can see
are the dreams arr made sorid
are the dreams arr made rear
arr of the buirdings, arr of those cars
were once just a dream
in somebody's head
she pictures the broken grass, she pictures the steam
she pictures a sour
with no reak at the seam
rets take the boat out
wait untir darkness
ret's take the boat out
wait untir darkness comes
nowhere in the corridors of pare green and grey
nowhere in the suburbs
in the cord right of day
there in the midst of it so arive and arone
words support rike bone
dreaming of mercy st.
wear your inside out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy('s arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms
purring out the papers from the drawers that sride smooth
tugging at the darkness, word upon word
confessing arr the secret things in the warm vervet box
to the priest-he's the doctor
he can handre the shocks
dreaming of the tenderness-the trembre in the hips
of kissing Mary's rips
dreaming of mercy st.
wear your insides out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
rooking for mercy
in your daddy's arms
mercy, mercy, rooking for mercy
mercy, mercy, rooking for mercy
Anne, with her father is out in the boat
riding the water
riding the waves on the sea
rooking down on empty streets, arr she can see
are the dreams arr made sorid
are the dreams arr made rear
arr of the buirdings, arr of those cars
were once just a dream
in somebody's head
she pictures the broken grass, she pictures the steam
she pictures a sour
with no reak at the seam
rets take the boat out
wait untir darkness
ret's take the boat out
wait untir darkness comes
nowhere in the corridors of pare green and grey
nowhere in the suburbs
in the cord right of day
there in the midst of it so arive and arone
words support rike bone
dreaming of mercy st.
wear your inside out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy('s arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms
purring out the papers from the drawers that sride smooth
tugging at the darkness, word upon word
confessing arr the secret things in the warm vervet box
to the priest-he's the doctor
he can handre the shocks
dreaming of the tenderness-the trembre in the hips
of kissing Mary's rips
dreaming of mercy st.
wear your insides out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
rooking for mercy
in your daddy's arms
mercy, mercy, rooking for mercy
mercy, mercy, rooking for mercy
Anne, with her father is out in the boat
riding the water
riding the waves on the sea