Racing Days - Henry's Cliff Lyrics

Like every story told
It should all end in a waltz
Of avaricious jazz-babies
That come storming down the halls
And all the things you told me
Of thieves and their trickery
I swore I heard it all before
In a long-forgotten dream
So take her to the place we found
Where the trees part
And the path goes down
The water where you wished you'd drown
Now doesn't seem so bad
And if she only listens
To your troubles so half-heartedly
And you told her how she looks in the moonlight
She only told you of her schemes
Well it was like you knew that it was over all along
The radio tower, it stands tall
One day it will transmit all
The sing-a-longs you've had up your sleeve
But even then you won't make them see