There's a man down Houston way
He sits on a bridge and watches ships come down the channel
In one direction, he sees a monument to fallen heroes
In the other, he sees the city skyline
There's a man down Houston way
He sits on a bridge surrounded by storage tanks
In the tanks is stored the fuel that runs the country
In the tanks is stored the fuel that pollutes the world
There's a man down Houston way
He sits on a bridge and is filled with sorrow
Inside his head, he sees a dark and troubled future
Inside his heart, he feels the grief the Earth is bound to come to
There's a man down Houston way
He sits on a bridge and thinks about jumping
In the depths of his soul, he knows it would be meaningless
At the bottom of his spirit, he knows this is not his path
He sits on a crossroad bridge of the land and the sea
And he can't find the place inside, where truth is honored
He can't find the place inside, that will tell him what to do
There's a man down Houston way
He sits on a bridge and watches the ships come up the channel
In one direction, he sees the city skyline
In the other, he sees a monument to fallen heroes
