They boarded up; my favorite bar
A Frenchman lost; his resting room
And the secret alleys; were rearranged
I woke one day; and it had changed
My city's gone
My city's gone
I lost another one
I'm forty-three, my heart once beat
I'm forty-five, I came alive
And there was a spirit
So young and free
It spoke to you
It spoke to me
My city's gone (my city, oh oh)
Oh no, my city's gone (my city's gone)
I lost another one
I met a man; who coughed and swore
That it had been changing; since it was born
That it was I; and nothing more
From twenty-three; to thirty-four
My city's gone
My city's gone
And I have to go
My city's gone
I still found me back in the mall
I will not decline
Still feeling lost and nothing more
I feel lost in time
Does anybody happen to know (happen to know)
Way after I'm
Still feeling lost and manageable
I say nothing's right
Tell it all from the heart
I'm sitting out at the bar
Tell it all that I'm making my way