A love like this too strong, I weak
A love like this too strong, I weak, I seek perfection in your purple skies your liberty rising a night with the death of a prince I came here seeking fortune misfortune followed me nine eleven crushed us my spirit not mushed as faces of the missing everywhere, my greenwich village friends a toast to those she knew, the scent of death an ashy reminder for all I left, a Love like this too strong, no dad I don't want to go Home flags in my windows cutoffs and u-turns and lost leaves to tables set for one many loves followed, but you drew me near, I learned up, down, east, west, learned to travel the subway system like an ecstatic rat, asked Edward Burns a question at Tribeca kissed under the stars on the Upper West Side, bought date shoes at a cheap store on Broadway, then explained to a younger man why I could look younger too in starlight. A love like this too strong, fifteen years, and just as strong, you split me in two, but ...