It's a partner I'm staying at
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It's cold and drafty
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Like the shatter of your skeleton
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When somebody crosses your grave
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But I got a good view of the city
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And at the bottom of the hill
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I like to watch it and just sit there
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And it feels like it's more than it is watching me troop
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There is someone at the top of 23rd street
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It radiates a powerful energy
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I've been dreaming like I'm there
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But I don't need to know when it's cool just wandering
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The sirens in the distance
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I know what are there for
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To remind us about the war against us
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That we forget that we engaged in
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It's a temporary distinction between the missing and the crazy
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They are sitting in a mission and asking
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Her brother Wind, which agent do I belong to?
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The sound of trolley from my bedroom
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It's comforting, no ,it's not alienating
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I'll ride it tomorrow and I don't care where it goes
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Just to be in the number of mindless passengers
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My clothes they smell awful
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And I can't get no sleep
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I've been so overstimulated of grinding my teeth
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And thinking every sentence backwards
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I'm here all alone and for nearly 2 weeks
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I've got no one to speak to
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Except for 2 strangers on the street
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The people who sell me things
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Speaking of which I was at your books today
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Looking for some 'to humanity
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You know why I reach for it
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To the written words
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Cause I called you on the phone
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And you didn't even answer
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It's a partner I'm staying at
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It's cold and drafty
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Like the shatter of your skeleton
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When somebody crosses your grave
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Somebody crosses your grave
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Somebody crosses your grave
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Dolores Street Rate
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Of Montreal |