In the halcyon days in the twilight of empire It is morning in the city as real as anyone So now you want to move down south When we just got the house all figured out Shoes all by the door, table on the floor, windows on the wall And the lead paint cracks are breathing in and out Listening only to reason will let you down All the lights in the city make my head go dim All the lights in the city make my head go dim What you're mad about's not the weather, it's what I've done to you Walls are closing in, talking over the tv's making us both loud And the planes fly boustrophedon in and out In the colors of the season it wears you down All the lights in the city make my head go dim All the lights in the city make my head go dim It is morning over Lake Michigan on my right side, honey Maybe working is what makes us live, or maybe it's living Sky is always hanging blue above the cloud But the path of no resistance will wear you out All the lights in the city make my head go dim All the lights in the city make my head go dim All the lights in the city All the lights in the city make my head go dim