The Loneliness Of A Tower Crane Driver Songtext / Lyric

Got to get out of TV

Just pick a point and go

The ticker tape tangles my feet

As I search for a face that I know



Come on, tower crane driver

There's not so far to go






I must have been working the ropes

When your hand slipped from mine

Now I live off the mirrors and smoke

It's a joke, a fix, a lie



Come on, tower crane driver

Oh so far to fall



Send up a prayer in my name

Just the same

They say I'm on top of my game

Gentle gentle love

Send up a prayer in my name