The Last Waltz

I dreamed last night of a city stripped to its frame
I ran through the tunnels till I uncovered your name
Etched on the walls was your voice addressed to me
The chalk in the black glowing blue and green
Lend me your heart and a hand, 'cause I've had enough of dreaming
Lend me your bricks, understand that I can't breathe with the roof on my lungs

And I've found a way to hide my soul
To wade in the dark and find that place rearranged
But since that summer sweet Marie you still remain a mystery
I miss your letters and your breath in the mist
Whispers in rooms with the fire we hid
But since the spring of '83, you still remain a mystery

The wind in the shadows, the sea and your hair
Escaped through my teeth and froze up in the air
Windows and doors to foreign rivers extinct
Adrift in the ocean every time I blink
All this sorrow on my tongue
Can't compare to when my love was young

And I've found a way to hide my soul
To wade in the dark and find that place rearranged
But since that summer sweet Marie
You still remain a mystery
I miss your letters and your breath in the mist
Whispers in rooms with the fire we hid
But since the spring of '83, you still remain a mystery

And Marie, I remember the docks that night
I remember the glistening towers alight
Bridgea and beams, the streets of stone
This is the last time I shout at the moon alone...
This is the last time I shout at the moon

And I've found a way to hide my soul
To wade in the dark and find that place rearranged
But since that summer sweet Marie you still remain a mystery
I miss your letters and your breath in the mist
Whispers in rooms with the fire we hid
But since the spring of '83 you still remain a mystery
Yeah since that summer sweet Marie, you still remain a mystery