Bowery

We were standing

at forsyth and bowery

Flowers and painted foreheads

trying to forgetCan'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 showI can't tell if the ceilings rising

or if the floor is falling downAt 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 careFalling so much faster

than you and I could ever climb