Wilco "Via Chicago" |
I dreamed about killing you again last night And it felt alright to me Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies I sat and watched you bleed Buried you alive in a fireworks display Raining down on me Your cold, hot blood ran away from me To the sea I printed my name on the back of a leaf And watched it float away The hope I had in a notebook full of white dry pages Was all I tried to save But the wind blew me back via Chicago In the middle of the night And all without fight At the crush of veils and starlight I know I`ll make it back one of these days and turn on your TV To watch a man with a face like mine Being chased down a busy street When he gets caught I won`t get up And I won`t go to sleep I`m coming home, I`m coming home Via Chicago Where the cups are cracked and hooked Above the sink They make me think Crumbling ladder tears don`t fall They shine down your shoulders Crawling is screw faster lash I blow it with kisses Rest my head on a pillowy sta And a cracked door moon Says I havn`t gone too far I`m coming home I`m coming home Via Chicago Searching for a home Searching for a home Via Chicago Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |