Sullivan Street

The Counting Crows

Take the way home that lead s back to Sullivan St.


Cr oss the water and home through the town


Past the shadows that fall down wherever we meet


Pretty soon I won't come around





I'm almost drowning in her sea


She's nearly fallen to her knees





Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St.


Where all the bodies hang on the air


If she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet


Either way now, I don't really care





I'm almost drowning in her seas


She's nearly crawling on her knees


She's down on her knees





Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St.


I'm just another rider burned to the ground





I'm almost drowning in her sea


She's nearly crawling on her knees


It's almost everything I need


I'm down on my knees


I'm down on my knees