Take me to the City
where boys were gentlemen
and girls are ladies

Take me to the Era
where men knew the limit
and girls knew the classy

Take me back to the time
when alcohol was soothing
and cigarettes were calming

Take me back to
the years of blues
the jazz that made it through

new york city, la
******, sunshine
champagne
& fine wine
we drink and dine
like we're young
but make love
like we did
when love
was gold

I like the car I'm in
Chauffeur driven
Luxurious
Paid in cash
Dollar bills
To be exact

With every breath
I take
There is a
Bittersweet
Consequence

While I'm whole
My heart is not
Lost one half
When you left

Dreams were shattered
Heart was battered
Bruised and broken
Scars were open

But I still went on
To fall in love again
Even though
My love for you
Remained
In tact
As if you
Never went

Chapped lips and bruised hips
Left the car keys on the desk
If I can't go right
Why should I head left?
Feelings are like dynamite
If they **** up
Then they explode
Leaving me
With a headache
From the loud bangs
And they fade soon
As I look at the moon
It's missing the sun

Temple of thought
Spark my imagination
Concentration
Erase my doubt
And the shadow cast
Upon me
In all honesty
Your portrayal
Is beyond
Normal