Sometimes the shapes of things Seduce your soul right in And then you do it all again Sometimes the face of fate Is hard and comes so late You never can procrastinate In your sleep you can feel a kind of sinking In the deep you just can't see the sun for the light In your daze you can't stop, you can't stop yourself from thinking About the ways you could get out of the night But you're caught, you're caught in the city of love Sometimes the ghosts disperse Then they come back much worse Lost in a drifting universe In the end you can hear the trumpets playing Round the bend where the river, the river turns into falls In the flames, oh, you can hear, you can see the people praying There's no escape, there's no way, there's no way out at all When you're caught, you're caught in the city of love