Lyrical Lessons

Dear Chicago,

You’ll never guess

You know the girl you said I’d meet some day

Well I’ve got something to confess.

She picked me up on Friday

Asked me if she reminded me of you

I just laughed and lit a cigarette

Said that’s impossible to do.

Life’s gotten simple since

And it fluctuates so much.

Happy and sad and back again

I’m not crying out too much.

I think about you all the time

It’s strange and hard to deal.

Think about you lying there

And those blankets lie so still.

Nothing breathes here in the cold

Nothing moves or even smiles

I’ve been thinking of some suicide

But there’s bars out here for miles.

Sorry about the every kiss

Every kiss you wasted back.

I think the thing you said was true

I’m gonna die alone and sad.

The wind’s feeling real these days

Yeah baby, it hurts me some.

Never thought I’d feel so blue
New York City, you’re almost gone.

I think that I’ve fallen out of love

I think I’ve fallen out of love

Think I’ve fallen out of love

With you.

“Dear Chicago” – Ryan Adams

Our timing was never right, New York. But occasionally, I still think of you.

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