April New Yorker

Now I sigh, my eye (open lashes)
Eyes glued ignoring them beautiful (font, the sky, the sky, the sky)
Meet me in the sky, let's, let's free fall through the doors
(Opening open) doors
Opening open

Falling petals pour, tree bark (itches dry)
Footprints on the wet cobblestone brick (the wet cobblestone brick)
My heart is like shutters
(Opening open) a country in ruins
Souls cling to their lead
And now you (now you, now you) among them (among dead)
(In take a breath, in take a breath) out, sight it, out, out (in take a breath)

You are wherever you want to be
It seems by now you are
You are wherever you want to be
It seems by now, you are

Artist you glorify your interest (and then what?)
And then? (And then?)
You rebuke them (rebuke them)

While I'm dying I will (I will, I will) think of all of my dogs (running to me)
I bet you saw something different than me (different than me)
That's okay, I'm just an April New Yorker
My mind's eye, deep sigh
In take a breath, let it out
Flutter open those eyes
Past practices weren't wrong
Fail to accept progress

Renew
Religion anew
A bright light within you
Who is the one who is searching? (Is searching)
Thoughts split like hard carrots in my dog's teeth
Bodies heavy like my brain
Cutting tension consciousness, consciousness, let it go

You are wherever you want to be
It seems by now you are
You are wherever you want to be
Although by now, you are



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Wachtel, Dan Michicoff, Phil Shaheen
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