Tom Flannery - Baltimore Street текст песни

When I walk, you fly
On Baltimore St
When I laugh, you cry
On Baltimore St
I'm a ghost to you
And you're a ghost to me
Lead me to the things I cannot see
When I walk, you fly
On Baltimore St

I see lawyers and t-shirts and minnie balls
Menus and beers and holes in the walls
I see residents sweeping the grime away
I see horses and rappers in Chevrolets

I see snipers nests and old woodsheds
I see enormous bellies and sun burned heads
I see hospitals and nurses and volunteers
I see lanterns that talk to arouse your fear

When I walk, you fly
On Baltimore St
When I laugh, you cry
On Baltimore St
I'm a ghost to you
And you're a ghost to me
Lead me to the things I cannot see
On Baltimore St

I see antique shops and real estate signs
Marching bands and young girl behinds
Soldiers running for their lives
And a seething battalion of bored housewives

I see my grandfather's looking through the eyes of a gun
I see the stars held back by a blood red sun
I feel my wallet lighter but I walked that mile
Like to rest my head here for awhile

When I walk, you fly
On Baltimore St
When I laugh, you cry
On Baltimore St
I'm a ghost to you
And you're a ghost to me
Lead me to the things I cannot see
On Baltimore St