So many nights I wonder Why go back to that Neanderthal He's tall and handsome He's thick and becomes Unpredictable when he drinks So many nights I wander Always searching for the underground I stop at some bookstore I leaf through some full score Of a symphony I'll never hear I have a vulture inside my heart And its fascinating flight Doesn't indicate that that's an ugly bird I keep feeling sorry now and then When everything's okay Then again, perhaps I will prevail Deus ex machina from a crane Will come down and put the Vulture to sleep So many nights I'm under But tonight I'll be beyond the ground Beyond the sky I'll be on the moon Hearing symphonies from beyond And maybe one day I'll be expected To stay and say What I want to say