When its straight up the dial Everything is fluttered with a glow He crosses his thumbs and flaps the rest But nothing is casted anywhere Not looking for sympathy Just need some tenderness When the weather gets overgrown And everyone's left town There's no one else around Little prisms come fallin' down Gathering in the gutters and the grooves His splashes driftin' by Sees his face in the pavement sky No sign of him in there Not looking for tenderness Just need some sympathy When the weather gets overgrown And everyone's left town There's no one else around He turns up corners That you can pawn But stare awhile You'll see His soul has gone