Cathy's a cab like she's hailing a storm the streets of new york city Once inside, it's a carnival ride brings a white knuckle kind of dizzy
She me up on her rooftop, Framed by a of watertanks and chimneys She's wrapped a cigarette, Lecturing etiquette, while I look in the me
We took in saturday and it was And when came the skyline just swallowed The Cathy lays the on thomas alva edison And 60 million lightbulbs telling new that It's Ah, strikes too soon Midnight strikes too
She says, "in new york city, they their into wells 'cause you can't see a star, unless one hit you It -- " "and if even you one," I say, "who Could you tell in this whole damn who'd Believe "
She smiled like a cat would to a pigeon on the She says, "i look into windows for truths" And we drank in the like whiskey hundred "but if fell," she said, "i'd tell you"
The from her roof could make your head Just It was like holding up the world in a And we it down,m every light in town the sweetest, kindest medicine I made my on a satellite dish But still midnight too soon Midnight too soon
Cathy never seems to slow She's a working a skyscraper town She laughs at me, says I'm bound But the is I live on a highway
I come to this for the solace of her roof Every window tells a story in cold hard As the world beneath me, I ask it for proof That I'm living my in my own way Or will time just it's own say
Midnight strikes too strikes too soon Midnight too soon Midnight strikes too