Texty: Sleater Kinney. One Beat. Light-Rail Coyote.

Lets meet in the city where the rivers cross, bridges there Lets float down into the stream A kid from a western town of Rich and Poor Pioneers wants to be seen, and go out Lets borrow my parents car Lets stay out all night up there and Burnside will be our street Diners and strip club junk Where the kids and the hookers meet Bookstores and punk rock clubs Im as green as this blade in the grass that bends in the wind that blows on the long weekends where I cross the bridge and drink in the hope to the water fountains (Water, Building and Sin Big Oregon city draws you in that the city brings Just hang on until the summer, its hot) A promise fulfilled or not Well make our home water-tight Work all day, play all night By deceit or tragedy And hope were not washed away And Joan of Arc rules Northeast Where the poor and the hipsters meet The grid that divides us all Out at the edge of town Where airfield runs water down The River makes final call Coyote crosses old tracks And hops on the Light-Rail Max And if you wanna be a friend of mine Cross the river to the east side Find me on the eve of suicide Through the grotto or the promenade Tell me the city is no place to hide Take me out into a sunny day You came to me in the nick of time Thankful for the things I left behind Oh dirty river, come let me in