Bare

No poetry, no pillowshams
 No crystal jar perfume
 Just leaves falling by the window
 Of this Autumn room
 And here I am, as I am anywhere
 And here I go
 Bare
 No bar chords, no solos
 No fancy footwork spin
 Just branches, empty and waving
 Against cloudy Michigan
 And here I am, as I am anywhere
 And here I go
 Bare
 So far from the four walls
 Too small but all mine
 And the paint peels over the window
 After rainstorms every time
 And the drag queens pumping cabarets
 Seem suddenly divine
 No poetry, no pillowshams
 No lipstick-treated smiles
 Just an oil change, and two deep breaths
 And thousands of miles
 And here I am, as I am anywhere
 And here I go, as I go anywhere
 And here I am, as I am anywhere
 Bare