I saw a man take a needle full of hard drug and die slow

And we walked on a Manhattan morning

You got more tracks on you baby than the tracks of this train

I swear there's something better than getting off on sweet cocaine

She got up, she let go

You taught me blues

Don't forget that we loved on the highland

Uptight downpour

He pays his monthly rent with daily charm

People and the landlords shine

Oh, sweet blindness, a little magic, a little kindness

I wish to keep my mirror hidden, to hide the eyes that looked on Gibsom street

Well, it's something like a power, like a hold, and it's holding me

December will bear our affair

Early bloomers made of earth and love lace

So Jesus was an angel and mankind broke his wing

You are my friend and I loved you, Emily

One last time, let me kiss you

All God's sons have gone to trial

I was walking on God's good side, God's good side with Lu