You lost your mind in the rain
You kicked the taxi
You said we’re absolutely over
And you’d never forgive me
We never carried umbrellas
Your angel wings clapped my head
I walked alone to Washington Square
Where pigeons pecked crumbs of bread
We started when folk was hot
Everyone with a beard had a deal
We met at Treehouse
You did the robot to Electric Feel
You could hit the high notes
I wrote a novel about your hair
Our songs could have won it all
If the game was fair
Lost our minds
Trying to describe
The world as it is
Optimism was a fashion victim
In the booze-soaked delirium
Girls wore shades and bright shorts
They asked what you thought of them
It was honest, unpretentious
An attempted communication
We posted pictures, shared oblivions
Got on with our aging
Jealousies they come in three
Why was it them instead of me?
Why did I nail myself to purity?
And pretend I was free?
Our love was a welcome distraction
Like a stray dog at the door
Sometimes we were quiet at night
In the spaces we could have asked for more
Nearly went blind on our quest to find
The world as it is
I’m New York and neutral
You came from San Diego
I sing like an open sewer
You sound like a descending angel
Never would admit I should have
Stuck to cycling progressions
You were gold, Owed the world
Harmonizing my obsessions
The rush and thud of life
I could have been someone else
I could have been a broadcaster
Dreaming in a five star hotel
Tonight’s game defines a legacy
Will you watch the careening colors?
As these strong men vie for a prize
At the expense of knowing each other
Got in a bind inside
The world as it is
But that was not fate
Instead it was you in front of me
And when it was good
Baby, it was like living in a reverie
The smoke rising ‘tween Broome and Allen
After knocking down a set in the Map Room
Before our parents and two strangers
But we celebrated like a bride and groom
Maybe the big break
Was making peace with failure
Maybe success is a fleeting mercy
At the whim of a cruel jailer
I never wanted to yell at you
I never thought it was your fault
When I said that terrible thing
It was the one lie of mine you bought
Lost track of time
Looking for a place to hide
From the world as it is