I Don’t Know How

Patter on a window, the flicker of a flame

Hole in a nickel; beauty unexplained

I don’t know how

I don’t know how

I don’t know now

In a hotel- room 12

Manhattan, Chicago, Colorado Springs

Portland, Seattle, down the Rocky Mountain range

I’ve seen it all, yet there’s so much more to see

I’ve said so much, yet there’s so much more to say

But I don’t know how

I don’t know how

I don’t know how

I don’t know now

In a hotel- room 12, room 12

I don’t know how

I don’t know how

I don’t know now

In this hotel, hotel - room 12

I feel like this when I am cooped up on the floor

I feel like this when there’s a knock on the door

I feel like shit over the toilet hungover

When I feel like this I’d like to feel a little more

But I don’t know how

But I don’t know how

I don’t know how

I don’t know now

I don’t know how

I don’t know how

I don’t know now