I'm barefoot, bristling
Solitude
On my rooftop, solid
So like this dome of
stars
Staring at me
Who's out there?
I can see the girl
Across the way
She
can't see me
And I touch myself
With just a little bit of confusion
But I'm all
alone
And that's all that matters
It's the chance
I'm taking
It's the
danger I like
Within this
Euphoric kind of feeling
It's just a sex high
There
ain't no waterfalls
There ain't no grassy grass here
Just a casual nod
And
basketball
I don't mind
Cause I'm still alive
All thoughts and
feelings
Under my ceiling
This city
Hangs a sensual tension
This
city
Screams for more affection
Hitting it from all directions
Just a kid
With
the past of a grown man
Sold my sex
In public places
To junked out
fags
With yellow eyes
Running
For their Times Square lives
Hit the river,
swim in shit
But never
Tried to open my eyes
In the dark
I see dead young
faces
Fix me up
And keep your Zen
