Beautiful Steven

Call it what it is Don't leave me waiting Cut your face again Winter light fading Whiskey in the jar Old man's at the pawn shop Walked up in his robe Hit at the bus stop I once had it made Never strayed very far And it's Steven on the breeze Calling out for the keys I wanna stand on the edge again I wanna step off Play it where it lands Calling for hours Easy on the sand Hard in the showers Scuff my blinding shoes Smoke up in the alley You disappear again With catholic sally Oh, no I once tried to say In the grey concrete yard And they looked the other way As Steven went in hard I wanna stand on the edge again I wanna step off (Ooh, ooh, ooh) I wanna, I wanna go