Opus 40

Well, she tossed all night like a raging sea
Woke up and climbed from the suicide machine

With her Spanish candles and her Persian poems
Struck on the rocks and sighed Opus 40 stoned

And scratching her wrists in the pouring rain
She collapses down upon the ocean floor again

Tears in waves, minds on fire
Nights alone by your side

Catskill mansions, buried dreams
"I'm alive," she cried, but I don't know what it means

But somewhere out there across the moonlit sands
There's a line drawn like the lines on her own hand

And slamming her eyes, locking the door
She collapses down upon the ocean floor again

Tears in waves, minds on fire
Nights alone by your side

Tears in waves, minds on fire
Nights alone by your side

Tears in waves, minds on fire
Nights alone by your side