Grand Central Station (Album Version)

Got my work clothes on for love, sweat and dirt

All this holy dust upon my face an' shirt

Headin' uptown now, just as the shifts are changin'

To Grand Central

StationI've got my lunch box, got my hard hat in my hand

I ain't no hero, mister, just a workin' man

An' all these voices keep on askin' me to take them

To Grand Central

Station, Grand

Central Station

Wanna stand beneath the clock just one more time

Wanna wait upon the platform for the

Hudson line

I guess you're never really all alone or too far from

The pull of home an' the stars upon that painted dome still shine

I paid my way out on the 42nd

StreetI lit a cigarette and stared down at my feet

Imagined all the ones that ever stood here waitin'

At Grand Central

Station, Grand

Central Station

And now Hercules is starin' down at me

Next to him's

Minerva and

MercuryWell,

I nod to them and start my crawl

Flyers coverin' every wall, faces of the missing are all

I seeTomorrow,

I'll be back there, workin' on the pile

Going in, comin' out, single file

Before my job is done there's one more trip

I'm makin'

To Grand Central

Station, Grand

Central Station

Grand Central

StationGrand

Central Station