Sometimes I wish I had a farm
where the only pollution is your cigarettes,
where your mind is clear.
But I like it here in my small space.
New York's the place where the sidewalks know my face
as I walk to
where the only pollution is your cigarettes,
where your mind is clear.
But I like it here in my small space.
New York's the place where the sidewalks know my face
as I walk to
my apartment, the home where I hide
away from all the darkness outside.
I'm there all the time.
Bikes ride to the park and city pools.
It's summer now empty the schools.
Fly home to my cat on the F train.
I'm protected from pain
when I'm in
my apartment, the home where I hide
away from all the darkness outside.
I'm there all the time.
I'm there in my apartment, the home where I hide
away from all the darkness outside.
I'm there all the time.
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