Searching For Yourself In Your Cities

Searching For Yourself In Your Cities

By Shaire Blythe

Saturday, June 2, 2018

That fire soul, it haunts you

Satan’s road, driven times two

I’m way too cold to feel your desert heat

I heard you hiked to Vegas’ dome

Skipped prayers, put on quite a show

I’m sorry, you had no one to turn to

I’ve seen your distant eyes glazed over

On the verge of lips being blue 

And I knew, I couldn’t save you

That cloudy haze, it still haunts you 

Can’t stay down, no one finds you 

I’ve been pushed too far, you’ll never give relief

Enjoying how New York has come to be a home

But we know you’ll always choose alone

Those night lights are to fade

Is it true you’ve found the sacred Quarters 

Lost yourself to broken levees and the waters

I’m sure that someone must’ve seen you

Trumpets play and the rhythms are your breakthroughs

Guess if New Orleans wants you, let them love you

Cause you don’t know love anymore