Down on Third Avenue 
The singer's singin the blues 
And I got nothin to lose 
I'm [bad word] back for you 

Well life is a sign of the times 
And faith is a sight for the blind 
And love is a riddle and rhyme 
And time goes quickly by 

Like [bad word] on high wire 
I'm caught in a wildfire 
Lights are blinding 
The river's winding 
Heaven's rain fell 
On fallen angels 
Never minding the silver lining 

Well you can only pray, when you're 
Waiting out the hurricane 
Waiting out the hurricane 

Well sinners sin with the saints 
And givers give what they take [bad word] on and lovers, love what you hate 
Man I know it's never too late 

Like [bad word] on high wire 

I'm caught in a wildfire 
Lights are blinding 
The river's winding 
Heaven's rain fell 
On fallen angels 
Never minding the silver lining 

Well you can only pray, when you're 
Waiting out the hurricane 

The riders out on [bad word] 
The valley leads to the sun 
All colors bleed into one... 

Like [bad word] on high wire 
I'm caught in a wildfire 
Lights are blinding 
The river's winding 
Heaven's rain fell 
On fallen angels 
Never minding the silver lining 

Well you can only pray, when you're 
Waiting out the hurricane 
Waiting out the hurricane