Holland Tunnel

The Holland Tunnel's two miles long
Sink into the aviary, sing another song
And put that sewn-on patch to denim jacket
Coffee cup to sugar packet
Insane feast and beastly racket every single time

When you feel like somethin's wrong
Bear in your sweet mind the sun'll shine until it's gone
When your lives collide in dull crescendo
Telescope to bedroom window
Nervous knees and anxious elbows

I fell asleep in the back seat and not for the life of me
Could I remember a time more complete
But I guess things seem more important
When you're underwater
Disease and disorder seep out to the sea
And you don't have to believe
Every angry thing everybody says
No you don't believe every stupid thing

If every city's made of clay
Towering scraps of something someone someday throws away
It must get hard to keep track of everyone
What their names are, where they come from
Ro' Atlanta,' Manda Brooklyn, Jean from Centerline

But I knew a girl who drove a cab
And she took polaroids of every boy she'd ever had
And she laid them out on the floor of her bedroom
Resting on scarves soaked in perfume
End to end for all to look through
When it came my time, I saw the one of me
One of my best friend, some kid from hazy weekend
The entire collection with no deletions
Kinda blew my mind

But when we held hands on her balcony
Not for the life of me
Could I envision a scene more sweet
But I guess things seem more important up forty stories
Your cares and your worries fall down to the street
And you don't have to believe
Every angry thing everybody says
No you don't believe every stupid thing