Hinges in the Sky (v2)

Lyrics

My pavement's got a paper spine The harbor climb's a crooked line
Glass towers fold like cards in rain I tip my hat and walk the crease again
Bend the boulevard, swing the sky Make the city turn my way tonight
One little step and the whole world swings I pull the horizon by its silver hinges
The street light leans, the rooftops grin Blue water curls where walls begin
If straight is strange, then strange is fine I dance where every corner changes sign
Bend the boulevard, swing the sky Make the city turn my way tonight
One little step and the whole world swings I pull the horizon by its silver hinges