and the sun slashed through his stomach

A yellow woman's stuck on his shoulder

Wants to clutch his scalp when he shudders

and oh--if the tattoos were actual size, he'd be in trouble

and oh--the star would bust him wide open

The sun would burn up him and you and me

And now i can kinda see

 

That they're all fit to scale

like a drop in a pail of water

An inset on a map represents deep dark water

deep dark water

 

He lay two dollar bills on the bar,

said, "New Hampshire and Vermont are what they are"

Said we'd build ice sheds around the water mark

then held them up to the light to see how real they are

And oh--if we had to trek through that slush we'd be screwed

And oh--vague plans sound good till you gotta do 'em

And  who knows how wide a water seal can be?

Stretched to state-size when it's freezing?

 

It's all fit to scale

like a drop in a pail of water

an inset on a map represents

deep dark water

deep dark water

 

When he met me, i was a girl he saw around

when i met him, i looked over his shoulder...

 

And from Queens I could see

the Empire State Building

The lights on top were red that night

Like they could be many smal red flags

and oh--if they were actual flags, that'd be a warning

and oh--even i would have to take that heeding

but they fit to scale like lights that night

and here's hoping i got it in time

 

But we're all fit to scale

like a drop in a pail of water

an inset on a map represents

deep dark water

deep dark water

deep dark water