Intro: Across the street, the river runs down in the gutter life is slipping away Let me still exist in another place, running undercover of a helicopter blade. The flames are getting higher, ineffigy burning down the bridges of my memory love may still be alive somewhere, someway, where they're downing only dear a hundred steel-towns away - Oh, the Rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum, with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue. No, never will I roam for I know my place is home, where the ocean meets the sky I'll be sail ----- ing. Photographs kerosene light up up my darkness, light it up, light it up I can still feel the touch of your thin blue jeans running down the alley I've got my eyes all over you babe, oh baby. - Oh, the Rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum, with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue. No, never will I roam for I know my place is home, where the ocean meets the sky I'll be sail ----- ing. I'll be sailing out there Oh, I've got lightning in my veins, tripping like a handle of a slotmachine. Love may still exist in another place, I'm just yanking back the handle, no expression on my face. Ref: The Rhythm of my heart ......