Watercolors [Live at the Sydney Opera House]

[Verse 1]
I remember photographs
Watercolors of the past
He turned and said, "You ask much of me"
And when we made our peace
We'd lay between the sheets
He turned and said, "I set you free"

[Chorus 1]
Go on, be a hero, be a photograph
Make your own myths, Christ, I hope they last
Longer than mine, wider than the sky
We measure time by

[Chorus 2]
Go on, be a hero, I set you free
Your stagehand lovershave conquered me
They'll send you carnations
While smiling faces look on and applaud
Go on, go on, go away from me

[Verse 2]
I said, "Do you wish me dead?"
Lip service to books you've read
And articles on how to bed a bird in flights

[Pre-Chorus]
You called it love, I called it greed
You say you take what you want
I said you'll get what you need

[Chorus 3]
Go on, be a hero, be a man
Make your own destiny if you can
Go find a fence, locate a shell
And hide yourself, go on, go to hell
Go away from me, I need no charity

[Bridge]
He said, "Come unto me
I am beauty, I am the light
Come unto me
Hold on the darkness and stay the night
I am wonder, I am the heart's delight
Tomorrow we'll fight"

[Outro]
Come on, come on
Come on, come near to me
Come be my fantasy
We'll talk it over again some time
You'll send some flowers, and I'll change your mind
But for tonight, turn out the light
Hold me
Come on, come on
And set me free
Lend me your charity

[Spoken Introduction to "New York in the Springtime"]
We're all from New York
I've been away for seven weeks
Which is a long time to a New Yorker
I haven't had a good pastrami on rye in a long time
So uh, this song is for New York City
Which is, uh, kinda like Sydney—
Except we have a lot more porn shops, King's Cross even
Always up in King's Cross—it was great, it was really cool
So I like—I mean Australians have a real fondness for animals
As I pass by these store it's a girl and her dog
It's a great fondness for Dobermans
A lotta large dogs—lotta large girls actually
I won't go into it now, he he
Anyway, no levity, you guys have to be very serious about this one
New York is about to fall into the ocean, any day now—
The weight of our bankruptcy
Ahem...