Step into heavy water, rose up to your knees

Spit shined shoes, john phillip sousa, and domestic oil pcbs

He's counting bank days telling her,Ł˘ everything will work out right...Ł˘

Watching distant early warning lights fan out across the sky

He hitch hikes back from out west, two time zones away

He's dreaming of a week with her hold up and gets sent back the second day

Everything will work out right

She sits on her steps in a black evening dress and painted eyes

The street lights on and her father groans, Ł˘she's been waiting out there

Since five!Ł˘

Watching the ukrainian men and night shift on the street

Standing in the shadow of the old ways where the future used to be

Saying, Ł˘Everything will work out right...Ł˘