The Glorious Burn

I'm angry and they say it's the stress
Something traumatic from the day I left there
No it had nothing to do with the Years of snorting blow cocaine in bathroom stalls adderal in the snow dark lit streets late at night when all you need is some sun
It's the sun it's the sun
Now I'm running around New York City trying to right these wrongs
Trying to write these songs when most nights at 4am I can't breathe
They say I need vitamin D
So stay awake makes me feel better but I hear it's a sin when I need sun and fun
A good massage to heal this pain

Hiding in the subway shade running in the summer rain this ain't Zimbabwe and Zelda ain't far away
Death and heroin in Brooklyn streets

And they wanna drug test our senators lol what Hippocrates is this
Craving sun in caves
Cavemen leaving their graves
Oh glorious sunshine where've you been all my life
As I lean in for the burn

The City Glistens Like A Diamond

The city it glistens like a diamond
I get lost in your creases and colors
The people are shining and smiling
To see the island for three minutes
Was worth the 72 hours wait at the gate
I'm lost in your crevices of sparkle
Of light that glitter on the ground
The plane keeps circling the Burroughs
The young girl in pink full of curiosity
Reminds me of me
Innocent and naive
The way we all used to be
Maybe she lives here
Maybe she's visiting
Pink and fuzzy
Cat fur lady

The Walking Wounded

A bunch of children running the world

Runnin blind in the wild

Childlike

Cutting each other down

Running out of space

And she's taking off her clothes

One by one

She won't pick up the phone

Till its all gone

In the nighttime she's so clear

By day I run from fear

You’ll beg her to stay

But she'll never hear

She's out the door

See you next year

My friendsister or something

Started crying on the phone

I said nothing

Apathetic

Are we all forty- something the walking wounded 

war veterans of love

When she puts her makeup on

It's on

All the way home

She lives in a world of hate

She lives in a guilty space

Dying on The Floor

All the boys and girls know my game. 
Too many years it's been the same. 
I am alive and laughing then I'm heavy dying on the floor

Living in proximity
It's all the same to me
One day I'm too busy the next its blithering incoherent down on my knees

Stop playing these games with me
I'm quiet and gone away and dizzy
I've got this road map that's running on empty
I don't have time for your tomfoolery

I'm playing in the sand alone
Talking to myself again
And I'm quite happy let me go
I've gone quiet shut it down and I'm finally carefree

You're a bad ass, you're a sad ass, who cares?
I used to have time for this social malfeasance. 
You're omnipresence. 
You're On my present. 
But now I only have time for me.