come tomorrow way down south in st. amore // reunited with my love in st. amore
in a dream / i held a pair of scales // i stood my ground / and weighed this world
a barren river wide / i'll pray for the flood / to wash on you / it's here, i'll be with you
always down when i'm not up / guess it's just my rotten luck / to fill my time with permanent blue
yes i am the anchorman / dining here with son of sam // hear too much to chatter on the way down