I spin on a rusted pin
The humid July air is thin
I watch the red taxi cabs glide
While all the city secrets hide
Copper gold and iron grey
Waiting for the end of day
Screaming in the summer heat
Tied together on this street
I hold up the heavy weight
Of every late and lonely date
I feel the grit of charcoal smoke
A heavy chain, a metal yoke
Copper gold and iron grey
Waiting for the end of day
Screaming in the summer heat
Tied together on this street
The North wind tells a bitter lie
Underneath a purple sky
You lean against the brick and lime
Counting every second of time
Copper gold and iron grey
Waiting for the end of day
Screaming in the summer heat
Tied together on this street
The paint is peeling off the wall
The autumn leaves begin to fall
We freeze inside a digital glow
Nowhere left for us to go
The fare is paid, the driver leaves
A lonely city softly grieves
I turn my face to meet the gale
A copper ghost, a metal veil
Copper gold and iron grey
Waiting for the end of day
Screaming in the summer heat
Tied together on this street
Copper gold and iron grey
Just another summer day
