The Dogs - Slaughter Beach, Dog

Was walking down 10th Street

Was going to see my friend

I know he always understands me

Even when I am being evasive

We both move slowly our own ways

Sometimes I ask him to speed up

Sometimes I just stare out the window

And he drives us home from Canada

Now the dogs are awake

And the wind sweeps down my street

And the world feels cold and clean

I was walking down York Street

I was going to see my friend

I know when the world gets too noisy

She covers up my ears

When I’m awake in the early in the morning

Still spinning from last night

She talks me down, down, down to the ground

Where I stand frozen in her searchlight

Now the dogs are awake

And the wind sweeps down my street

And the world feels cold and clean