my love she just sighs,
leaning the weight of her whole
world on her elbow
& blowing smoke out the window
she dreams about following it back home
for now she can do it with her eyes
the sounds of the city never cross crooked crimson lips
& her hands don't quite tremble with a heartache's faint despair
no daydreams of the past, distant glimmers of the future
she mostly just sits in the back of black taxicabs
dreaming about somehow finding herself
it's out there, she swears
& it'll be all right