1963

Is that all America?

Bad television, living in denial, I know

'Cause I don't wanna knowWanna run, wanna fly

Let my illusions take me through the night

It's alright, wanna be the lightI was born in a cardboard box

New York City, 1963

Poetry readings and bohemians

Now inspiration floats around me like a cloud, so loud

I can hear you sing like an angelMerilee, Merilee, she takes forever

But she's always laughing, laughing about anything

I could be so happy

As long as my friends are hangin' around meAre we all fast food and no introspection?

All done with mirrors, but no real reflection

I wanna live in my own little world

Where inspiration floats around me like a cloud, so loud

I can hear you sing like an angelNaivete'...this world is lost on me

Naivete'...I don't wanna know anywayI always pictured my life this way

As two women order their chardonnay

Sitting alone in some dirty cafe

I can hear you sing like an angel

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