The morning sun smiles
Charmed, I go out, and promptly
Melt like a puddle
Back home, I shower,
Fresh and cool, I go back out
It is a mistake
Night, and we are free
These city streets ours once more
Too lovely for words
Because the future has just started
The morning sun smiles
Charmed, I go out, and promptly
Melt like a puddle
Back home, I shower,
Fresh and cool, I go back out
It is a mistake
Night, and we are free
These city streets ours once more
Too lovely for words
this bounty hunter
is my kind of scum: fearless
fun and fancy free
I dunno why, but that’s just what clicked. enjoy nuevayork.