Closing Time

It's closing time but we just arrived

They're stacking the tables high

Putting them to the side

They're raising the ladder

Lifting every step

One way or another, more or less

It's as good as it gets

It seems that everything

Is like a mise-en-scène

And from the outside looking in

Is where I've always been

Just getting ready, ready or not

Hey, isn't this that place where that scene was shot?

And then they razed the lot.

There's nothing to tell you

But you can read between the lines

If there's not something to sell you

Then it means it's closing time

It's that Icarus thing

Wings of desire

Check your engine

Maybe kick the tyres

There's a place that you can go

Down by the fire-hose

And I'll just let you know when the room's on fire

Higher and higher

There's nothing to tell you

But you can read between the lines

If there's not something to sell you

Then it means it's closing time

And if I could compel you

Just to leave beneath the lights

And if you can't find the exit

You can see, they're green, the signs

Well they cut the grass

On the path to the pearly gates

And it was just a pass

To lock the door and raise the rates

We're just too late