NYC Subway Poetry Department lyrics

New York Subway Poetry Department

Stand clear of the closing doors

Stand clear of the closing hearts

Stand clear of the closing heads

Stand clear of the closing legs

Stand clear of the bloody loss

Stand clear of the boring chores

Stand clear of the mesmerizing cross

Stand clear of the dominating stores

Stand clear of the closing souls

Stand clear of the hideous crimes

Stand clear of the poor souls

Stand clear of the mounting grimes

Of the lost souls stand clear

Of the patalyzing tides stand clear

Stand clear of the dirty souls

Of the war weeping times stand clear

Stand clear of the bloody cross

Stand clear of the blearing sounds

Stand clear of the bloody laws

Stand clear of the hare and hounds

Stand clear of the bloody souls

Of the opressing bounds stand clear

Stand close to the red cross

Stand clear of the maddening bounds

Stand clear of the hideous crimes

I'd like to find this guy

Stand clear of the mounting crimes

He writes poetical warnings for New York Subway

Paralyzing tides stand clear

So I could invite him to be

Of the war weeping times stand clear

To be my partner in the next album