New York

Staring at ground zero puts me in my place
Tears fall unnoticed down the creases in my face
I turned around and without a sound
She vanished without a trace

What am I supposed to do with a memory like this?
Bury it deep inside or serve it with a twist
Of irony what’s left of me
Just moved to New York City

Everyone’s an optimist
Politicians full of sweet politeness
Cops and pimps and sailors even
Know my name

Broadway stretches out for miles
Dancing all night in the rain
To wash away the cold and gray
And stain

Mayor says we have a new philosophy
The lights are on in New York City
But I can’t see a thing
Except this diamond ring
She left for me