While the kids jumped from roof to roof
From calling to calling
We stuck it out on those old terracotta tiles
We could see to Fort Monmouth
We could talk about it
Playing those arpeggios
Up and down
Made me come around
And while the golds and the blues turned the sunset
You know I tried to tell you
But you'd never believe me
So we talked about your weakness
For the boys up on the marque
Out in the dark
Out in the streets of our daily anger
I saw you there
A fellow cast away
Playing those arpeggios
Up and down
Made me come around
Sure I thought about my early, wild years
But I'm through with that kind of longing
At least for now all I want is proof
Come on, gimme some proof
Of my worth