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MOTORCYCLE DRIVEBY
(Jenkins, Cadogan)
Summer time and the
wind is blowing,
Outside in lower Chelsea.
And I don't know what I'm doing in this city
The sun is always in my eyes,
it crashes
through the windows,
And I'm sleeping on the
couch,
When I came to visit you,
That's when
I knew,
I could never have you
I knew that
before you did,
Still I'm feeling stupid,
And
there's this burning,
Like there's always
been,
I've never been so alone,
And I've
never been so alive.
Visions of you on a
motorcycle drive by,
Cigarette ash flies in
your eyes,
And you don't mind,
And you smile,
And say the world doesn't fit with you.
I
don't believe you,
You're so serene.
Careening through the universe,
Your axis on
a tilt,
Guiltless and free,
I hope you take a
piece of me with you,
And there's things I'd
like to do that,
You don't believe in,
I
would like to build something,
You know it's
never going to happen,
And there's this
burning.
Like there's always been I've never
been so alone.
And I've never been so alive,
Where's the soul.
I want to know,
New York
City is evil.
The surface is everything,
but
I could never do that,
Someone would see
through that.
And this will be the last time,
We'll be friends again.
I'll get over you and
you'll wonder,
Who I am.
And there's this
burning,
Like there's always been,
I've never
been so alone,
And I've never been so alive,
I go home to the coast.
It starts to rain,
I
paddle out,
On the water Alone,
Taste the
salt and taste the pain.
I'm not thinking of
you again,
Summer dies and swells rise,
The
sun goes down in my eyes,
See this rolling
wave,
Darkly coming to take me,
Home,
And I
never been so alone,
And I've never been so
alive.
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