Plain speech at the top of the red house Plain speech, lit shoes in the courtyard Plain speech, pusher on a platform Plain speech The voice of the vendor at the bike shop "Throw the tire on the dish" You, you helped me onto the fixie And you, you held your arms to the sides And just for a moment, just for a moment I stopped the aching muscle from to carry me away But not with this body, not with this body I got a date in Austin with a friend from the bay Well it's in my nature to sit and watch the folding bridge Yea it's in my nature to reach my arms across the ridge Now I know, now I know And after I saw you by the bike shop You touched your thumb to my cheek And I carried, yea I carried back to the railing And you, you pedaled off to the east And just for a moment, just for a moment I stopped the aching muscle from to carry me away But not with this body, not with this body I know that I am leaving but just hold me for a moment