Release

So late, it's never

But I have to say I'm better

These few years have taught me fine

Call me coloring my mind

You called me up to say

That you found release in your own way

It was the night before your wedding day

I was in Montreal

And I appreciated that you called

But when I go back to New York

You're still everywhere

Standing on Lincoln in the rain

Running your fingers through my hair

I don't know how not to need you

When you are everywhere

There, there

Never linked your and my vision

We were airport indecision

Oh, the slow silent stream

That slips away in a dream

You had every right to be mad

When I called you stoned to call it off

Back when things were all fucked up

It's like I wasn't even there

But when I go back to New York

You're still everywhere

Standing on Lincoln in the rain

Running your fingers through my hair

I don't know how not to need you

When you are everywhere

There, there, there