Why does not the rain seem to notice me?
Here I lie upon the leaves gazing out into the street
Days go by I become cold
My heart an empty envelope
I was only seventeen standing
Alone on the mezzanine of the gallery
Why not notch your face in this face of defeat?
Just tonight I was standing on
The subway shaking like a break-beat
Days I was alone
I watched the tears roll down
My car window from inside
The sky opened her eyes and cried
Still I must be
Days go by I become cold
My heart an empty envelope
I was only seventeen standing
Alone on the mezzanine of the gallery
