Sullivan Street

"My last girlfriend, for the first month and a half that we were going out, her mother was living with her, and her mother's very Catholic. We couldn't spend the night together, so I was constantly making these drives in the middle of the night -- very surreal, four in the morning, falling asleep. I really believed in the relationship, but when I was writing this song, the lyrics came out: "Pretty soon I won't come around". It wasn't what I wanted -- I didn't want it to end -- but there it was. It's about the inevitability of leaving." - Adam Duritz

Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St.
Cross the water and home through the town
Past the shadows that fall down wherever we meet
Pretty soon, now, 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
‘Cause I’m gone from there

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 almost crawling on her knees
It’s almost everything I need
I’m down on my knees
I’m down on my knees

(words by Adam Duritz)
(music by Adam Duritz & David Bryson)
(c) 1993 EMI Blackwood Music Inc./Jones Falls Music BMI