Maya Day

I want to tell someone That I really love them But I wait until it's too late Until I feel too real You want to go away To somewhere you'll really stay But you just wander around day after day Until you feel too real Feelings follow me like a mystery Recorded February, 2001

Seems to me your life is too wonderful, perfect and OK But then there's me But then there's weekends and holidays Upset parties and jealousness Late nights, silence and no sex I watch and wonder how you don't leave her now I see subway cars instead of moonlit walks on the sand I see traffic lights instead of long calm summer nights I will always drink too much, and smoke cigarettes You will always be the lush in all your chaos and your mess. You can hear my neighbor stomping around upstairs @ Folsom/12th st.

New track, 2014.

Originally recorded 2002.

going up to outer space the clouds soften the sun lights your face the world looks quiet and safe i think i'll stay here and float in place i'll know your face think she can do it? i don't think she can, ha

Instrumental