friskin

Now when she went to Chicago that night she faced a wall,
and she woke up outside with all those leaves in her mouth,
and felt the pall,
and all night the rain came on down.
But then she'd never been to Chicago at night before the fall,
and it don't stop, not at all.
It falls all around
in the city,
hits the ground.
And now everybody's at disadvantage
speaking with their second language.
She'd never been there before they went and set up the Wall,
and though nobody'd expected much from this reinvention
she still broke right down after all
because she knew that it was all over and we'd hit a Wall,
and like the fall this was all.
Now it's all around
in the city,
on the ground.
And now everybody's at disadvantage
speaking with their second language.
And I've never been to the Wall.

Chicago at Night
Spoon