Berkeley Pier - Tilt

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

To 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

That I’m trying my best 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 be warning 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 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