I remember how the buildings looked in the night
All the angles went all over the place
Drew some lines on your motel face
We took a cab to a restaurant
Someone was playing the Spanish guitar
Outside two guys were fighting
We could hear them yell as we finished off a bottle of wine
It keeps on going from the backstreets to the billboards and the signs
It keeps on going from the sidewalks to the alleyways in our minds
It keeps on going like a backbeat
Like a dream within a dream
It keeps on going through dark mirrors
A copy of a copy we’ll never see
I remember drawing lines with my eyes on the plain
The days were getting shorter
The air was getting cold
I let my breath escape until I lost your face
Those lines can disappear
Those lines can always be erased
I feel so anxious, I just can’t relax
My animal instinct’s kicking in too fast
The elevator blues got me on the run
Still looking out from the glass to the sun
Oh Portia
Just give me a sign, make the lightning flash
Just give me a break, give me a little more cash
The sidewalk bends but it still doesn’t crack
A knife to the front is worth two in the back
Oh Portia
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