Summer Time at Mville

Inspired by

"Motorcycle Driveby" and my dearest friend Emilia Conde.

Summer time and the wind is blowing outside Manhattanville and I don't know what I'm doing on this campus, the sun is always in my eyes, it crashes through the windows and I'm sleeping on my bunkbed when you came to visit me. That's when I knew that I could never have you. I knew that before you did. Still I'm the one who's stupid and there's this burning like there's always been. I never been so alone and I've never been so alive.

I have visions of you on a subway train, the cigarette ash flies in your eyes and you don't mind, you smile, and say the world doesn't fit with you. I don't believe you, you're so serene, careening through the universe. Your axis on a tilt , you're guiltless and free. I hope you take a piece of me with you.

There's things I'd like to do that you don't believe in. I would like to build something, but we'll never see them happen. And there's this burning, like there's always been. I've never been so alone and I've never been so alive.

Where's the soul I want to know? New York City is evil. The surface is everything but I could never do that. Someone would see through that. And this is the last time we'll be friends again. I'll get over you, you'll wonder who I am and there's this burning just like there's always been.

Mville's never been so alone and it's never been so alive. So alive without everyone else, without you.

I'll go home to the coast. It'll start to rain and I'll paddle out on the water alone, I'll taste the salt and taste the pain.

I'm not thinking of you again. Summer dies and swells rise, the sun goes down in my eyes. See this rolling wave darkly coming to take me home and I've never been so alone and so alive.