Walking
I walk the streets at night
Alien within
Like a scab that’s fallen
Off my skin
I feel detached
I’ve been here before
So often and never
A bolt that’s just come loose
Walking here forever
Surfaces I scratched
The cold wind
I feel within reminds me
I have known all this
I smell it in the air
The moment snatched
All is different now
Heels hard on the pavement
As corner after corner turn
Shoulder to the wheel
A feeling I can catch
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2011
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