When I fell down the stairs
it wasn't the stairs that killed me
it was the landing
When my head hit the floor
my soul knew the score
and headed for the roof
blood flows downhill
I'll go uphill
there's no need to be red-handed
I'm not worried
my fear of heights
left me when I left my body
When I fell on the tracks
it wasn't the tracks that killed me
it was the Queens-bound F
when my body met the train
my mind left my brain
and headed toward Smith and 9th
The train went uptown
I went downtowm
evening news runs blurry photo
I'm not worried
my vanity left me when I left my body
And I sleep on the steps
at 66th and Lex
it's been a slow slow fall
there's countless ways to go
while on my way home
it's been a long commute
Blood flows uptown
blood flows downtown
pick a path and God be with you
banish these thoughts to a notebook
let them go and let myself go too
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Lyrics submitted by Andrew.