[Verse 1]
In the early days after the accident
I lived in a small apartment,
Closet-like, in East Harlem
Every morning, I'd visit the bakery
The Portuguese bakery
For coffee and donuts
Before the daily descent
Into the mourn of the Lexington line
[Verse 2]
I'd wear my shades underground
For a number of reasons
One: to be dashing
Two: to be animized
Three: to be a spile
[Verse 3]
In the early days after the catastrophe
I was prone to stare at men's starched collars
Suits and briefcases
Harry Winston gold watches
[Verse 4]
I invented their lives
All the strains on their marriages
A rendezvous at the Bronx Zoo
Where it hasn't [?] a tiny balloon
Which we'd watch ascend
Which we'd watch ascend
Which we'd watch ascend
In the unbroken [?]
[Verse 5]
There were mornings in that bungalow
I'd wake up drunk on life and touch the floor
California's [?] and white and pure
In the hollows above the murk
It lurks below
[Verse 6]
Window gathered up the dust and grime
The city street that breaks outside
Can't keep out that singular light
Drink it in
Drink it in
Drink it in
Drink it in
Drink it in
Drink it in