We were standing
At forsythe and Bowery.
Flowers and painted forehead

Trying to forget.

You can't tell if the ceilings rising

Or if the floor's falling out.

I remember sunrise without sleep

Godlike and cowering
Taller stacks of stone
Is all we'll have to show.


At the time I wasn't with you
By that time I didn't care


The fall is so much faster
Then you and I could ever climb