Bowery

We were standing

at forsyth and bowery

Flowers and painted foreheads

trying to forget

Can't tell if the celing is rising

or if the floor is falling down.

I remember sunrises without sleep

god-like in calvary

Taller, stacks of stones

is all I'll have to show

I can't tell if the ceilings rising

or if the floor is falling down

At the time i wasn't with you

by the time I didn''t care

At the time I wasn't with you

by the time I didn''t care

Falling so much faster

than you and I could ever climb