Lyrics

In Love With Stone
By Alyssa Hendrix

When the trains are running late again
And the heat lamps have died out again
And the snow is falling so subtly
You barely notice that it's there
And you jam your ungloved hands down deep
Into your threadbare pockets
And you're huddled so far in your coat
You could be anywhere
That's when Bill comes out
From under Lower Wacker Drive
And he shields his eyes
From what little light comes through
And tucking down his head
He makes his way up to the platform
And he waits for the late trains too

Have you ever done the waltz
With an old city
Just as ready to seduce you
As to send you home alone
Or have you stood on that train platform
And stared quietly at your shoes
And wondered how you ever fell in love with stone

And everybody moves away from Bill
As he takes the faded picture
From his pocket out again
And he fingers the worn edges
Runs his thumb over the faces
And he thinks back to where it all began
Was it Spring of '82 or just last night
He found himself without a dime
And does it really matter when
'Cause somewhere in between
When the snow was falling clean
And the city turned it grey
He lost again

Have you ever done that waltz
With an old city
As ready to seduce you
As to send you home alone
Or have you stood on that train platform
And stared quietly at your shoes
And wondered how you ever fell in love with stone

And the saddest thing I think
Is to be standing on the brink
Of something genius just to watch it slip like sand
Or maybe it's just standing by that train
With a broken heart and nothing to show for it
But the ticket in your hand

When the trains are running late again
And the heat lamps have died out again
And the snow is falling so subtly
You barely notice it's there
And you jam your ungloved hands down deep
Into your threadbare pockets
And you're huddled so far in your coat
You could be anywhere