China Town

Drive me to China Town,
Let me suck in neon,
Freezing rain,
I slept all day,
Ask me later what my thoughts are,
It's in our nucleic acid,
Running clear,
Running through fields of apple trees,
Eyes pigmented by the fire,
He's only going to leave you.

Drive me to China Town,
I want to see the dragon,
Covered in fresh snow,
Keep up,
It's not a struggle to follow,
It's metaphysical,
Astral,
Not like the comets,
Deeper than breathing.
He's only going to leave you there.

I'll walk until my feet are sore,
And I'll still be breathing like a bluebird,
He doesn't know what hurts me the most,
But he memorized the colour of my eyes.