ended up in car with you
bound for the east coast
i'm sometimes a good listener
but that day i talked the most
about my plastic box of recipes
my time with other men
how i'd like to marry off my knowledge now
with the glow i had back then
take my love to brooklyn
climb to the tallest water tower
fill its bulging frame with flowers
didn't know where you came from
was it the north or the south
couldn't hear over the clammer
of my crazed nutcracker mouth
the sun dipped its fingers
in the water it had found
it reflected off your hair
gave your head a redish crown
you said something about your brothers
that your favorite color's brown
you're heading back to new york city
in the morning you'll take route
take my love to brooklyn
climb to the tallest water tower
fill its bulging frame with flowers
when the smoke coats and dims
the firemen will point their hoses
and instead they'll shoot out roses
didn't know where you came from
was it the north or the south
couldn't hear over the clammer
of my crazed nutcracker mouth
that night i was not invited to the stage
instead i took the back seat
crossed my legs tight and behaved
unfortunate for you it ended up this way
the songs that festered in my throat
were the only thoughts worth saying
take my love to brooklyn. . . .
