Conversations
fall suddenly still.
Jack's back at the bar,
hunting for Jill.
Faces turn away,
hiding their stares.
It's just not polite to
show that you care.

for a lost soul drifting at sea
through his memories--

Last he saw her,
he bought her a drink.
They danced until dawn
forging a link.
They went to her place
but that was last week
She's been out of touch. Jack
don't know what to think.

He's a lost soul drifting at sea
through his memories--

Down by the docks
wrapped up in a sheet,
They find what's left
minus hands and feet.
The police say she put
up a hell of a fight,
Looks like it's going to be
another long night.

for lost souls drifting at sea
It's a quarter to three--

The Lady-killer
has murdered again.
reporters on camera
all sware it's a sin.
The streets are not safe
What can anyone do?
The psychopathic stranger
maybe sitting next to you!

Adrift like a lost soul in a sea
of humanity--

Outside the bar
Jack is really drunk.
already, he smells like
a road-killed skunk.
A cold dread takes him
as he reaches for his keys,
There's a hand in his pocket
he falls to his knees.

He's a lost soul drifting at sea
through new memories--