It was our third time in New York
It was your fourth time in New York
We were fifth and sixth on the bill
We talk a little about our bands talk
A little of our future plans
It's not like we were best of friends
That number scheme comes back to me
In times beyond our heartbeat
We hung around till the final band
Called escape is at hand for the travellin man
You yelled in my ear this music speaks to me
They launched into lonely from rock roll
Followed by they checked out an hour ago
Closing with all desires turn concrete
Those melodies come back to me
At times beyond our heartbeat
I guess I'm too slow
I guess I'm too slow
But you said anytime of the day was fine
You said anytime of the night was also fine
I walked through your revolving door
Got no answer on the seventh floor
Elevator gave a low moan
The pigeons sagged the wire with their weight
Listening to the singing chambermaid
She sang they checked out an hour ago
Those melodies come back to me
In times beyond our heartbeat
I guess I'm too slow
Yes I'm too...
Yes I'm too slow
But you said anytime of the day was fine
You said anytime of the night was also fine
Escape Is At Hand For The Travellin' Man