2am streets
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written during a late night in a small apartment in Winnipeg, Manitoba in the summer of 2005.
2am streets
2am streets are fuzzy
not blinding but blurred
almost dreamed up to make you dizzy
make you lay down and sulk
or even weep
make you kiss the ground
happy that you have somewhere nicer to fall asleep
repeat after me, she said
under the covers of night
mislead
while instead wanting to walk outside
and breathe unleaded fumes
around street corner bends
wishing it was 2am and the streets were fuzzy
participate in a noisy conversation
about life and energy
with a homeless man
and an abundance of patience
while hoping it would be 2am
eyes closed to the fuzzy streets
the blurred cars and movers
blurred laters and sooners
never coming or going
showing me once or twice what’s worth knowing
at 2am not much matters
not the church or the youth or the nation or the words
only your eyes closing
2am streets
2am streets are fuzzy
not blinding but blurred
almost dreamed up to make you dizzy
make you lay down and sulk
or even weep
make you kiss the ground
happy that you have somewhere nicer to fall asleep
repeat after me, she said
under the covers of night
mislead
while instead wanting to walk outside
and breathe unleaded fumes
around street corner bends
wishing it was 2am and the streets were fuzzy
participate in a noisy conversation
about life and energy
with a homeless man
and an abundance of patience
while hoping it would be 2am
eyes closed to the fuzzy streets
the blurred cars and movers
blurred laters and sooners
never coming or going
showing me once or twice what’s worth knowing
at 2am not much matters
not the church or the youth or the nation or the words
only your eyes closing
I am lost, I'm no guide
but I'm by your side.
but I'm by your side.
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