Well the smart money's on harlow and the moon is in the street,
and the shadow boys are breaking all the laws.
and you're east of east saint louis and the wind is making speeches,
and the rain sounds like a round of applause.
and napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
his invisible fiancee's in the mirror.
and the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
and it's true there's nothing left for him down here.
And it's time time time, and it's time time time
and it's time time time that you love
and it's time time time
And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train.
you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away.
and the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget.
that history puts a saint in every dream
Well she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off,
but these mama's boys just don't know when to quit.
and mathilda asks the sailors "are those dreams or are those prayers?"
so close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit
Oh it's time time time, and it's time time time
and it's time time time that you love
and it's time time time
Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
the boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street.
and when they're on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot,
and a thousand pigeons fall around her feet.
so put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
as the dish outside the window fills with rain.
just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
and pay the fiddler off 'til i come back again
Oh it's time time time, and it's time time time
and it's time time time that you love
and it's time time time
and it's time time time, and it's time time time
and it's time time time that you love
and it's time time time
