New Moon
New York's brighter than any other state, country, or capital.
Please take my word
on
it, but please be warned - I don't know what "it" is.
I see the lights and I think I'm
on
the sun - just chilling and recharging my juice.
I'm no energizer bunny, but any time I see New York I feel like everything has to flow.
Bright lights even when the cameras flash,
on
second thought, they're even bright when you turn the light off.
I don't represent, but I'm
on
the balcony taking in the fresh air and the lights remind me of last year.
I'm different in a sense, like I'm
on
a UFO - getting ready to take over my inconsistent life like a New Moon.
New York City
night time
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