Summit Street Lyrics

We gather here this evening. The moralists are leaving

The sinners and the poets take their chairs

The priest says, what's it to ya? Through a gin-soaked hallelujah

First a whiskey, then a punch, and then a prayer

And still we love a lonely girl

Still we love our fallen world

Death is just one dying breath away

But no tomorrow for tomorrow dies today

So why bother with resistance to the truth of our existence

The more we try, the more we fail

To hell with protestations to the violence of the nations

Just drink and smoke and shoot and weep and wail

And still we love a lonely girl

Still we love our fallen world

Death is just one dying breath away

But no tomorrow for tomorrow dies today

Now the sun is setting on the evening of the wedding

Between time and who we once hoped to be

The shifting of a glacier toward the moment of erasure

The sad song of distant memory

I have seen the children playing at the end of Summit Street

Where once the tear gas made us blind

Where once we had a vision with a socialist precision

But now the boy must leave the man behind

And still we love a lonely girl

Still we love our fallen world

Death is just one dying breath away

But no tomorrow for tomorrow dies today

And still we love a lonely girl

Still we love our fallen world

Death is just one dying breath away

But no tomorrow for tomorrow dies today