The Mountain Goats — Running Away with What Freud Said

[Verse 1] Big city, wide corner New flowers, cold comfort 56 Fahrenheit early in the morning Buses passing by, black smoke in their wake Big surprises, a lot of big surprises Bones ringing, running away with what Freud said [Verse 2] Same morning, world breathing Far, far from home Big ringing in the bones Whose bones are these? God, please Feeling the pumping, feeling the fresh blood pump inside City's living, the city's truly living What's the difference? Running away with what Freud said