I guess sometimes I`m lucky
when I go,
For whole days at a time
without thinking about you,
And ask myself why,
But then I find I`m traveling,
Traveling down,
That same old piece of road
and wind up down by the water
Whatever happened to our walls on the pier?
I cry myself alone
all the way down to the end,
I drink my bottle dry
and heave it across the bay,
to the city,
Smashin` outside your door
Oh now there goes the Romeo,
hand in hand
with his punk rock Juliet,
They remind me of two people
I`m trying to forget,
I can hear their sweet nothings
on the wind,
As I hurry to get by,
Diverting my gaze,
To the Oakland Bay Bridge
Whatever happened to our walls on the pier?
I cry myself alone
all the way down to the end,
I drink my bottle dry
and heave it across the bay,
to the city,
Smashin` outside your door
(Could that be you honey, way over on that side?
Flashin` a signal to me, Down by Pier 39,
`Cause if I only knew, I`d jump in that water
and swim right across, drowning in my relief)
Maybe I should warn them,
Should I say, `Don`t do something that you`ll regret.
Now you have no recollection
of heartbreak you don`t have yet.`
I could give them an earful,
But I don`t know,
They must find out on their own,
and the thought of that
is chilling me to the bone
Whatever happened to our walls on the pier?
I cry myself alone
all the way down to the end,
I drink my bottle dry
and heave it across the bay,
to the city,
Smashin` outside your door
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