When I look at the colored lights In the postcards with city sites My eyes are dim under blurry skies The ground beneath me Won't hold tight And I say "Next! Next! Next!" Say, "Next! Next! Next" And I am always there Two tongued and too flight But the rhythm of the season's. Always different, totally beat. Reminds me that the Fall is all mine 'Cause there's no burning buildings And I feel warm And all these beasts of burden Are shucked and shorn By a record player On the wooden floor And something so big You've never seen it before It's like a re-education In elementary particle physics It's like constellations And the strange charm they're made with. And in the twilight I'm feeling alright After waking Being woken More than one night now And under dark skies When we're both blind The leaves will move beneath our feet We won't fall down 'Cause when we look at Christmas lights While we're blanketed in frost bite We'll crush the snowy sidewalk And make it home tonight. And we'll take our star maps Far off from the city Navigation will be easy and we'll never forget anything. Whoa! (x4) 'Cause there's no burning buildings And I feel warm All these beasts of burden Are shucked and shorned By a record player On the wooden floor And something so big You've never seen it before It's like a re-education In elementary particle physics It's like constellations And the strange charm they're made with.