The Only Living Boy in New York

the only living boy in new york

here I am the only living one in New York
in the end rubble its all thats left
Im the only living one in New York
the subway of emptiness crashed into the triviality of myself

time swings on the play ground
I know Ive lost my home town
half of the time Im gone but I dont know where, i dont know where
sun shines golden during the night
24 hours of believing in midnight
smiles fly above my head
over me the only living guy in New York

And all my stories blow around
as leaves in fall looking for places only I would know
in my anger and my pain I left
my home where mom took my care
and now here I am the only living one in New York
standing in the dock where the winters froze my thoughts
the cold winds tear up my heart ,and every snowflake bleeding me
bleeding me, bleeding me

So as one more raged person
in the crowd, I am leaving
I am leaving but the fighter
still remains
and so ill leave the only living one in New York
now ill leave the only living one in New York