Counting Crows - Sullivan Street

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Took the way home, that leads back to Sullivan Street...
Cross the water, and home through the town.
Past the shadows, that fall down wherever we meet...
Pretty soon now,
I won't come around....

I'm almost drowning in her sea,
She's nearly fallen to her knees...

Took the way home...

Took the way home, that leads back to Sullivan Street.
Where all the bodies hang on the air...
If she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet
Either way now,
I don't really care.
Cause I'm gone from there...

I'm almost drowning in her sea,
She's nearly crawling on her knees...
She's down on her knees...

Took the way home, that leads back to Sullivan Street.
Where I'm just another rider,
Burned to the ground...
Come tumbling down...

I'm almost drowning in her sea,
She's nearly, crawling on her knees....
It's almost everything I need....

I'm down on my knees....
I'm down on my knees.....
I'm down on, down on my knees...
I'm down on my knees...

I'm down on my knees.