September, New York, 1973

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September, New York, 1973, I was 19 years old, you were older than me.
I was just passing through, as 19 year olds do,
I was sure in my life I'd find more women like you.

A nomad, East Village, I was busking on trains.
You were a waitress wouldn't tell me your name.
You were a bum with holes in your clothes.

You didn't ask, you demanded, that's not how it goes.
I was young and insouciant, but I wasn't dumb.
I was beer-filled and brazen so i said it wrong.
You were red-eyed and rude, couldn't finish your food.
Scribbling on napkins the words to your mood.

But I waited for you on the corner of night,
turning songs into vapors under fluorescent light.
I sang Dion and Smokey, of Wanderers and Clowns.
I sang Johnny Rivers' "Poor Side of Town."

I followed you home, cause you said it's alright.
We sang "The Lion Sleeps Tonight".

I put on a kettle, I put on a record,
I took off my jacket, thanked God that I'd met you.

Well do you remember the way that i do,
if i left out of romance, or something more cruel?
We floated like boats on lattitude lines,
going nowhere but forward, wasting nothing but time.

September, New York, 1973, I was 19 years old, you were older than me.
September, New York, 1973, I was 19 years old, you were older than me.

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from One​-​Way Moon, released February 17, 2015

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