Cruel and Pretty - Over the Rhine

He woke

He knew that he was dying

He spoke

And found that he was flying

Upstairs

High above the city

Through the ceiling of the stars

So cruel and pretty

Arms spread across the dark river

The night air causing him to shiver

Like the fluorescent lights in the Seven Eleven

Meet me in the backstreets of heaven

I don’t wanna kiss you goodbye

I don’t wanna kiss you goodbye

Hello, hello, hello, how the time flies

I don’t wanna kiss you goodbye

He woke

He knew that he was dying

He spoke

And found that he was flying

Upstairs

High above the city

Through the ceiling of the stars

So cruel and pretty

Electric lines and wispy jet contrails

Ships at sea and B&O train rails

A tunnel of light like the Seven Eleven

Meet me in the backstreets of heaven