New York

I was drunk "New York, New York" I saw a small white rabbit climbing down the Empire State I must have been hallucinating I am seeing things I'm missing They told me Stella from across the street is dead Painted fake bricks on the front because house sales are slow And Stella was kind to me even though She didn't know the fantasies I made around her The pictures she drew Two broken legs, open-toe'd shoes Shark fishing in the pavements Shark fishing in the pavements I'm hallucinating I'm seeing things I'm missing I went back to your street I saw my friends in love, have children I felt empty and alone there Talking other people's good things Pining for my own share Still, I raged through, wine-wasted, shit-faced, solo, so what? So long, I had no real plans It wasn't work, no, it wasn't holiday It was just time and space Unpaid intoxication, images I didn't need Man, I really want to see you Hallucinating I'm seeing things I miss him Well, forgive me, I can't keep it in I'm speaking over and over in his codes Did I ever show you that book he made me? White rabbit, New York, it's a fake I've plagiarised his love letters from some time before For someone before me Seems he is very conscious of the world He recycles, he recycles his words Seems he is very conscious of the world He recycles, he recycles his words I'm seeing things I'm missing I miss him and I hate it I'm seeing things I'm missing I miss him and I hate it I'm drunk "New York, New York" I'm drunk "New York, New York" New York