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