From the recording The Record

Lyrics

I don’t recognize this face looking back in the mirror
I now sympathize with the old man on the end of the street
I want to dream in the day light while I’m still able
Before all desire has drifted away in the breeze

103 Lonely Street
Everyone’s gone except for me
103 Lonely Street
The hole in my heart is all I had to guard

Dark magic in the starlight. True music in the atmosphere
A symphony in the heavens. Come down and whisper into my ear
Send me one of your angels I’ve made a place at the table
Let her pour in my cup so i can drink until I’m able to be alone

Can I compromise when my eyes are not being faithful
Yet I realize the body clings to the soul
I want to dive in the night light while I’m still able
Dying to dream again and fly in the great unknown

103 Lonely Street
Everyone’s gone except for me
103 Lonely Street
The hole in my heart is all I had to guard

Dark magic in the starlight. True music in the atmosphere
A symphony in the heavens. Come down and whisper into my ear
Send me one of your angels I’ve made a place at the table
Let her pour in my cup so i can drink until I’m able to be alone

Dying to dream again