Broken Cityscapes

Pushing forward, highway miles are cheaper than in town

If you left something behind we'll try your best not to let it get you down

The city's full of bullshit, I don't sleep there anymore

I don't want it's schmoozy eagerness, I don't want to be it's whore

But we, we are so awestruck by the way that things just are

Like the way the sun shines 'till it's night time

We fall asleep to the sound of passing cars

It's that sinking sunken feeling

That you get on the roofs of tall buildings

Staring out over the bay or broken cityscapes that make you cry

And it's not sad you just don't know how to begin to ask why

Just a few more cigarettes and I'll come back inside

And do you ever get the feeling

Something somewhere in you is still alive

And saying "Oh and it's a big life, as big as it can be

And if you cannot see the beauty well don't give up so easily

And it's a weak-kneed conversation telling your new revelation

To a choir of a more cynical nature

"Being your ego and your id

The part that swears to you you'll never want kids

The part that drinks away each night

And in the morning wakes at ten and goes to work

So let's not be so bitter at least not just yet

I keep meaning to say everything's ok

Well how presumptuous is that?

And sure we all get hurt sometimes

And sure we all feel ashamed

But if our friends can't help us through these things

I don't know what friendship means

And I don't know just what it is I'm trying to say