They're showing a movie on the side of the bank Oh, I'm in love with all creation And the warmth of the hood of the car in the dark Oh, I feel I'm an angel in waiting- Where time is alive in the dark of your face, In the battles we've won, lost or misplaced, In the promise of heaven and the hold of its gates, Oh, I can just see it now- But tell me how, my love, will we escape? Oh how, my love, will we escape? I've been asked now to speak a few words to the crowd Oh, I could be sick any moment, There's a crack in the porcelain cup of the sky I broke it and wish I could own it- And all that leaks through where we've driven the nail To hang here suspended so human and frail, From atop of this jerry-rigged circus in jail That's folding the tent on us now- So tell me how, my love, will we escape? Oh, how, my love, will we escape? I deserve a much nicer hotel room than this With parking nearer the riot, I can look to no man to make me more than I am Though, honey, you might want to try it... Oh, farewell to arms and to all we might be, Farwell to this endless confused reverie, Somewhere there's a heaven for you and for me But oh, won't you please tell me now- Just how, my love, will we escape? Oh how, my love, will we escape?