Looking down on empty streets, all she can see Are the dreams all made solid, are the dreams made real All of the buildings, all of the cars Were once just a dream in somebody's head She pictures the broken glass, pictures the steam She pictures a soul with no leak at the seam Let's take the boat out (wait until darkness) Let's take the boat out (wait until darkness comes) Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey Words support like bone Dreaming of Mer--cy Street, wear your inside out Dreaming of mercy in your daddy's arms again Dreaming of Mer--cy Street, swear they moved that sign Dreaming of mercy in your daddy's arms Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth Tugging at the darkness, word upon word Of kissing Mary's lips Dreaming of Mercy Street, wear your inside out Mercy, mercy looking for mercy Mercy, looking for mercy Looking for mercy Looking for mercy... ---- Anne with her father is out in the boat Riding the water, Riding the waves On the sea