Lua

I know that it is freezing
but I think we have to walk
I keep waving at the taxis;
they keep turning their lights off
But Julie knows a party at some actor’s west side loft
Supplies are endless in the evening;
by the morning they’ll be gone.

When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend
I get a coffee and the paper;
have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons
and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening,
by the morning looks like shit.

I know you have a heavy heart;
I can feel it when we kiss
So many men stronger than me
have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
But me I’m not a gamble you can count on me to split
The love I sell you in the evening,
by the morning won’t exist.

You’re looking skinny like a model
with your eyes all painted black
You just keep going to the bathroom
always say you’ll be right back
Well it takes one to know one,
kid, I think you’ve got it bad
But what’s so easy in the evening,
by the morning is such a drag.

I’ve got a flask inside my pocket
we can share it on the train
If you promise to stay conscious
I will try and do the same
We might die from medication,
but we sure killed all the pain
But what was normal in the evening,
by the morning seems insane.

And I’m not sure what the trouble was
that started all of this
The reasons all have run away
but the feeling never did
It’s not something I would recommend,
but it is one way to live
Cause what is simple in the moonlight,
by the morning never is
What’s so simple in the moonlight,
now is so complicated
What’s so simple in the moonlight,
so simple in the moonlight