New York

Back from New York
Seeds in her belly
Stares at the traffic
through layers of water
History's mother's
hands are unsteady
Stares at the darkness
that's finally caught her...

This day - isn't happening
The sky that was sheltering
Unraveled above her

Back in New York
Deep in the city
Stares down at the traffic
through layers of water
History's father's
hands are unsteady
Swears at the darkness
that's finally caught her

This day - isn't happening
The sky that was sheltering
Unraveled above her

Free like a flower
Torn from the dirt
Night spreads like a bruise
on the face of the earth
Her past is a building
Burned to the ground
She stubbs out a cigarette
As night spins around

This day - isn't happening
The sky that was sheltering
Unraveled above her

- KvK