Mercy Street
Looking down on empty streets
All she can see are the dreams all made solid
The dreams all made real
All of those buildings, all of those cars
Were once just a dream in somebody's head
She pictures the broken glass, pictures the steam
She pictures a soul with no leak at the seam
Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness
Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness comes
Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and gray
Nowhere in the suburbs in the cold light of day
There, in the midst of it, so alive and alone
Words support like bone
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Where you're inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms
Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
Humming at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box to the priest
He is the doctor, he can handle the shock
Dreaming of the tenderness, the tremble in the hips of kissing Mary's lips
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Where you're inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms
Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
Mercy, looking for mercy
Anne, with her father, is out in the boat
Riding the water, riding the waves on the sea
All she can see are the dreams all made solid
The dreams all made real
All of those buildings, all of those cars
Were once just a dream in somebody's head
She pictures the broken glass, pictures the steam
She pictures a soul with no leak at the seam
Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness
Let's take the boat out, wait until darkness comes
Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and gray
Nowhere in the suburbs in the cold light of day
There, in the midst of it, so alive and alone
Words support like bone
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Where you're inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms
Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
Humming at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box to the priest
He is the doctor, he can handle the shock
Dreaming of the tenderness, the tremble in the hips of kissing Mary's lips
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Where you're inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms
Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
Mercy, looking for mercy
Anne, with her father, is out in the boat
Riding the water, riding the waves on the sea
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Gabriel
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