I Was in New York

I was in New York
Brooklyn, New York overnight
Drove down the interstate, in a state
There were no cheap flights
And I don’t like heights
You know that or you might not
I like things that take their time
Take your time
On the J — Z lines
People are rushing and honking
Some people like watching
Some people like talking
I was at the MOMA
Just having a moment
Alone with Van Gogh
No tourists, no photos
It was just me and the strokes
If I had a sharpie, just something to mark it
I could be a terrorist, a vandal, an artist
It’s all so fragile
New York, I love you but.
I was in Toronto
Early in the morning
Sun in eyes
Ain’t no songs about its streets
No CBGB’s or deli meats
No famous slice
But that’s kinda nice
You know that or you might not
If I had the money
Or someone who loved me
A dream I could sell
To the wolves up on wall street
A gig with a gaggle of girls at the Bowery
The city, the lights
I was made for this country!
Or maybe I’ll stay
Maybe I’ll stay
Maybe I’ll stay
New York, maybe but not now.