The walk home was amazing
I've never felt more like a character in a music video
Maybe it was the six cocktails and chicken strips swirling in my belly and bloodstream
but with The National buzzing through my Ipod
And the wind pushing the snowflakes to dance around me
Brushing frozen metallic breeze on my exposed skin
As I limped down Franklin Avenue
The sky was awash of murky pink light pollution
And swirly precipitation
"We're half awake in this fake empire".....
Bundled up in defense against the elements furious tantrum
the snow stuck to my eyelashes like velcro
Whiskey flowing in my veins
And the drums kicking in my ears
The walk home was amazing
I've never felt more like a character in a music video
Maybe it was the six cocktails and chicken strips swirling in my belly and bloodstream
but with The National buzzing through my Ipod
And the wind pushing the snowflakes to dance around me
Brushing frozen metallic breeze on my exposed skin
As I limped down Franklin Avenue
The sky was awash of murky pink light pollution
And swirly precipitation
"We're half awake in this fake empire".....
Bundled up in defense against the elements furious tantrum
the snow stuck to my eyelashes like velcro
Whiskey flowing in my veins
And the drums kicking in my ears
The walk home was amazing
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