[00:12.82]Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet?
[00:23.56]We sit here stranded, though we're all doing our best to deny it
[00:33.66]And Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you to defy it
[00:43.97]Lights flicker from the opposite loft
[00:49.75]In this room the heat pipes just cough
[00:54.78]The country music station plays soft
[00:58.26]But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
[01:04.45]Just Louise and her lover so entwined
[01:15.00]And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
[01:35.83]In the empty lot where the ladies play Blind Man's Bluff with the key chain
[01:46.54]And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D-train
[01:56.65]We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
[02:00.51]Ask himself if it's him or them that's insane
[02:07.09]Louise she's all right she's just near
[02:12.61]She's delicate and seems like veneer
[02:17.55]But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
[02:21.28]That Johanna's not here
[02:27.42]The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face
[02:38.03]Where these visions of Johanna have not taken my place
[02:58.93]Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
[03:09.44]He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
[03:19.21]And when bringing her name up
[03:22.19]He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
[03:29.66]He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
[03:40.12]Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
[03:49.39]Oh, how can I explain ?
[03:53.08]It's so hard to get on
[03:59.95]And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn
[04:20.41]Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
[04:31.22]Voices echo, "This is what salvation must be like after awhile"
[04:41.06]But Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues
[04:44.84]You can tell by the way she smiles
[04:51.16]See the primitive wallflower freeze
[04:56.64]When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
[05:01.38]Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez
[05:05.62]I can't find my knees"
[05:11.84]Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
[05:21.75]But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel
[05:42.39]The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
[05:52.54]Saying, "Name me someone that's not a parasite
[05:56.32]And I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
[06:02.45]But like Louise always says
[06:05.34]"You can't look at much, can you man?"
[06:07.38]As she, herself prepares for him
[06:12.52]And Madonna, she still has not showed
[06:17.74]We see this empty cage now corrode
[06:22.89]Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
[06:27.86]The fiddler, he now steps to the road
[06:32.70]He writes "Everything's been returned which was owed"
[06:37.73]On the back of the fish truck that loads
[06:41.62]While my conscience explodes
[06:47.49]The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
[06:57.84]And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain