The Infinite Shoeblack - Nits

This is the place where they built the machine

They wipe out the drawings and lock up the dream — the hope

This is the town where they wait for the wars

They lock up the houses and burn all the cars — the smoke

Here on this map we are close to the place

The end of our journey for hours and days — the drive

This is the place where we stop with the car

My sister, she whispers «I know where we are» — the lake

This is the house, we’ve been here before

The laboratory, the long corridor — the snake

There is a key under a stone

Look through the windows

Nobody’s home

Turn the key

In a bell glass on a table

The shoes are covered with dust

And they whisper with their strings

'Shine us for mirror we must'

Till we all fall through

The Infinite Shoeblack

This is the place

This is the place

This is the place where they built the machine

They wipe out the drawings and lock up the dream — the hope

This is the house, we’ve been here before

The laboratory, the long corridor — the rope

Me and my sister drive home with the blues

We lifted the bell glass and polished the shoes

Till they’re black