Postcard

Woke up this morning

Ask myself in the mirror

As last night's tequila recedes

The morning comes clearer

Slave to her siren call

She pulls me to her side

With no thought, with no care

She rolls me by

Deep within these shadows

Only born in the night

I will shed this

This semblance of a life

Cause I am here, and I'll be free

Of all you've ever thrown on me

Cause I've finally seen

Who it is that's me

For those who've never seen

The sound, the fury of my dreams

Take this as what I'll be

A postcard home, from me

Heart burns with desire

Over moments of doubt

And New York's lonesome streets don't help

But I'll figure it out

These words tumble from your mouth

Like bones from my throat

The mist spins my head

But turn back I won't

For those who've never seen

The sound, the fury of my dreams

Take this as what I'll be

A postcard home, from me

Forever remains

A long time to see

But when you look back at it all

Will you remember me?

'cause you had your chance

And you chose not to be

The one to share my life and your dreams

And all you will never be

For those who've never seen

The sound, the fury of my dreams

Take this as what I'll be

A postcard home, from me