today

fri. feb 24th, 4:30am


My hearts gonna explode into yours
friends

one day.

i was driving home
maybe i had too much to drink
maybe my perception is just too precise now

hearts have been lifted
and i'm here
and i hope you are with me

i was drivin' and cryin'
this is a twenty-somethings winter fucking wonderland

the lights evade us into the evening skies
and we tip toe into the skylines of a city
that shines too bright for us mere men to ever hold

vital is every hand and pair of lips, red and wanting
much more of this
the city of seekers, looking for themselves
by the flickering wicks of inexperience
we all know, two lonely hearts do not make a whole
but baby, it's so damn cold outside and i got no place better to go
atleast we understand each other for this moment
and we are only here in mere moments, you know

we are weary and so aware
of our fragile upkeep here

the young men, how they are handsome
they are bearded like fathers before them,
full of wisdom, in an age long gone from now

i love these handsome young men
just about every last one of them
and my fragility lies in this
being in love with the whole world in such a way

the night sky plastic bags, blowin' in the wind
they were alive in their conditions
dancing for the sake of dancing
such joy was there, for such an otherwise, inanimate thing

and i wonder if i too, am weightless, wandering
so joyous but ever so lonely
blowin' around in this brooklyn wind

mostly, it doesn't worry me much at all
cause i quite enjoy this dancing
though i wonder if i will ever find a still.
and a warmer heart that isn't too lonely to fill
because i filled up my own, long ago
i've just been blowin' around in this brooklyn wind
for something still
but not frozen from blowin' round far too long
like this