Good

It occurred to me
Looking out the window of my hotel
At the clock over the water and the grey waves of dawn
It occurred to me
That it really wasn't all that bad
It occurred to me
Looking out the window on 123rd street
With the tomb on the hill, the silence of the Sunday dawn
The chimneys and firebreaks like figures on a wedding cake
It occurred to me
That it really wasn't all that sad
The radiator heat
The cold from the street
In perfect balance
As the spires transmit
A moment of respite
Just a moment of respite
I could keep walking
Not stepping on this dime
Hiding that hole
Chasing My tail
I think I caught it
And now it's gone
A moment of respite
I, need a moment of respite
It occurred to me
Taking in the deluge at my hotel
Silent in the refuge at my hotel
With the light under the shower door
And all that was said before
More than just a killing floor
All that was said before
It occurred to me
That it really wasn't all that bad