Lyrics:

A quarter moon on a city growing thick
With good advice that won't stick
From the ballrooms to the suburbs and the abandoned mines
Atlantis may be rising but we're all outta time

The colored lights on the fire escape
An' bodies move behind drapes
And the light is uneven and we're safer in pairs
We're no match for what is waiting for each of us out there

Whistle baby while we walk
Now don't say anything
Do not talk
The journey, is over
It is time to exhale
Wherever we were going
We're already there

It's over the turnstiles
Through the guardrails
And into Washington Square
'Cause no amount of nightmares could ever compare
To the thought of only silence in this ghost-filled air

Whistle baby, while we walk
Now don't say anything
Do not talk
The journey, is over
It's too late to prepare
Why can't you see that baby
We're already there

Here comes your silhouette and more pillow talk
Here comes the ticking of these clocks
They say the quickest way to end a war is just to lose
Another chamber locks and I already withdrew

Here comes the booming in the hunger of each night
Here comes the burden of might
Now this day was not divinely made to leave you impressed
We may become someone someday but we haven't yet

Whistle baby while we walk
Now Don't say anything, do not talk
The journey is over, it is time to repair
Whatever we were building
Baby we're already there

We're already there
We're already there
We're already there