New York Was A City Where You

Nothing Is Better, Nothing Is Best, Take Heed Of This And Get Plenty Of Rest.

In Ceremonies Of The Horsemen, Even The Pawn Must Hold A Grudge.

I Change During The Course Of A Day. I Wake And I'm One Person, And When I Go To Sleep I Know For Certain I'm Somebody Else.

Well, It's Hard To Stumble And Land In Some Muddy Lagoon When It's Nine Below Zero And Three O'clock In The Afternoon.

All The People We Used To Know, They're An Illusion To Me Now.