Time

Well, the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street the shadow boys are breaking all the laws and you're east of East St. Louis and the wind is making speeches and the rain sounds like a round of applause Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon his invisible fiance is in the mirror the band is going home it's raining hammers, it's raining nails yes, it's true, there's nothing left for him down here And it's Time Time Time, And it's Time Time Time And it's Time Time Time that you love And it's Time Time Time And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away and the things you can't remmeber tell the things you can't forget that history puts a saint in every dream Well she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off but these mamas boys just didn't know when to quit and Matilda asks the sailors are those dreams or are those prayers so just close your eyes, son and this won't hurt a bit Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl the boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street and when she's on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot and a thousand pigeons fall around her feet so put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips till the dish outside the window fills with rain just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart and pay the fiddler off till I come back again And it's Time Time Time, And it's Time Time Time And it's Time Time Time that you love And it's Time Time Time Tom Waits