Crumpled sheets, sweaty bed, early morning
And I see pigeons perched up on the awning
I put my boots on, lock the front door
I make my way to the local store

With eyes half open
My eyes half open
Eyes half open

Weathered streets, beggars line behind my back
Watch the clock chime then it’s off to the el train
I paid my fare gonna take my share
Four tracks two are heading south

With eyes half open
My eyes half open
Eyes half open
My eyes half open

Four tracks two heading, heading, heading
South bound I think we’re going down

Eyes half open
My eyes half open
Eyes half open
My eyes half open
Eyes half open
My eyes half open
Eyes half open
We’re coming down