Bradbury (304 Broadway) Lyrics

Tribal neon
On the rooftop
Through the fogSearch lights, white dove
Am I dying
Am I done?Have you known
Anyone designed to break down?
I was shown
Pictures that I thought
Were family.Hong Kong slaveship
All the symbols
On the mastGleaming squalor, decay grown taller
Through the ceiling
Through the glassHave you known
Anyone designed to break down?
Oh, oh have you really known
Anyone at all?Like me, the dark city
Thinks its recall
Is its ownBut have not its thoughts

Been suggested
in the bone?I've seen things
You people would not believe, like
Great glittering c-beams
Fires feeding on an airplane -All these thoughts
Moments I've collected
All, all will be lost
Lost like tears in rain.