The Tallest Building

Stretching out and pretending you are the tallest building in the city

The one with the lights and the anti-suicide angels

Where the steps were pulled out and replaced by the flying monkeys

They are cheap and smile when they fly you to your level every morning

I hate waking up and seeing those lights shining at me in the dawn

I hate waking up and seeing that you have gone

It’s just me and the tallest building in the city

But the dawn moves on that lights get switched off

And the windows look like pigeon holes for giant cats to paw

And the kids graffiti the basement walls while plans for planes are made inside

While I wonder why it is you hide

From me and the chandelier that you installed

The one with all the lights and crystal

Found when the city was expanding, building built by the Koreans

There are so many good stories from those days

And not many good barbers left, I often wonder why so many lame men remained.

Did I disappoint your flying dreams

When I choked on mine at night

And the era I guess ended when the lights were switched off

And the city’s tallest building shone down on us

As we touched each other

And the wind blew and coughed outside your window

And you knew you had to leave

All your mumbles

With me

While taking all your songs with you

Such is the way of the girl who could never prostitute her self

In front of the watching lights

In front of the tempted heights

In front of the tallest building in the city