How I Got By

I watched you walk up the escalator like you were a ghost
you left me stranded at the platform faded as an antique rose
you were figments of reality I’d almost see again
but you’d be different next time, candle burned out wickless and melted
sometimes it’s hard to ameliorate imaginary sin
when you’re still stuck inside the distance between nothing and everything
when will you walk into the room and run your fingers through the air
dancing like young Esther Williams, drowning in the deep water
I’ve seen the moon sigh for mercy I’ve seen solitude break down
like some old forgotten junkie I’ve been wandering this town
worse for the wear waiting to fly… somebody wake me ‘fore I forget how I got by
So many people blinded by horizon’s golden dust
I know so little I guess I am much more glitter than I’m rust
but I know what love is, I’m sailing off like Columbus
to see her face she is a ghost, I never knew I could earn this syllabus
sometimes it’s hard to ameliorate imaginary sin
when you’re still stuck inside the distance between nothing and everything
I am a gypsy girl, good thing you’re a gypsy too
you take the worn-out stairs, I elevator it to you
you smell like ocean waves, I taste the sweetness of surprise
you’ll wait impatiently
for us to never compromise
worse for the wear waiting to fly… somebody wake me‘fore I forget how I got by