The Loneliness Of A Tower Crane Driver

Gotta get out of TV

Just pick a point and go

The ticker-tape tangles my feet

As I search for a face that I know

Come on tower crane driver

There's not so far to go

I must have been working the ropes

When your hand slipped from mine

Now I live off the mirrors and smoke

It's a joke a fix a lie

Come on tower crane driver

Oh so far to fall

Send up a prayer in my name

Just the same

They say I'm on top of my game

Dwindle gentle rose

Send up a prayer in my name

END