Watching
Waiting
Watching
Waiting
I'm not ready
I refuse to go
I'm not ready
I don't want to know
Hare Krishna
Hare Krishna
As we were walking in the snow
Last December's smiling
Behind the mask I feel you I just know
And in the new year's fallout
Between the punctuated lights
The old Brooklyn's dying
Without reserve without fear its right
Watching
Waiting
Watching
Waiting
I'm not ready
I can't take the fall
I'm not ready
I refuse the call
Hare Krishna
Hare Krishna
As we were walking in the snow
Last December's smiling
Behind the mask I feel you I just know
And in the new year's fallout
Between the punctuated lights
The old Brooklyn's dying
Without reserve without fear its right
The scene is complicated
I dreamt an old man out at sea
His face was old and faded
But I swear that it was me
Here is fabricated
To some artificial good
But hell I'll take it
Hare Krishna