That sidewalk is a river that I fished dry Oh that sidewalk is a river that I fished dry And now it's my heavy hand filling the brim And it hauled me out of their brim But my coat of arms burns stronger still But my coat of arms burns stronger still And foreign tongue ties me here Foreign tongue ties me here So hang my slips out with the words between the lines Oh hang my slips out with the words between the lines And bow my head to their ears Bow my head to those ears I'll never tip-toe across my home ever again I'll never tip-toe across my home ever again Ever again Ever again And foreign tongue ties me here Foreign tongue ties me here