I met you at the Mississippi, but on opposite sides
This river’s deep as it is wide
I discounted margin of error, by pointing on a map
My fingertips were not exact
I have seen the walls come down
I have seen the walls come down
I didn’t see the moat around
I didn’t see the moat surrounding at all
Instead I’d meet you in the city
with avenues and streets
I’d pick a place I’d be distinct
You’d got caught up just south of Houston
at Spring and Lafayette
you should go east you should go west
This place stretches me from the ceiling to the floor
It’s where I lost my love and it’s where I’ll search for more
And you have no business leaving new york