i’ve been walking through chicago thunderstorms
i’ve been wearing other peoples’ ill fitting clothes
i’ve been having imaginary babies with you
i’ve been hearing paul revere yelling, “they’re comin, you fools”
but we could start again / you could move to texas
we could start again / i could always go back to school
we could start again / if these plans don’t pan out for us, baby
we can always start again
iv’e been filling bird cages one by one
i’ve been thinking some asshole made up forever just for fun
i’ve been taking polaroids of all the trees in bloom
& i’ve been drinking at this bar where i'm always the youngest in the room
but i could start again / you can wipe the slate clean
i could start again / i could always find another job
i could start again / & baby i would lose my best friend
but i could always start again
i’ve been scaling mountains in my mind
when actually it’s only one hundred & forty-two miles
i’ve been mourning my own reckless tendencies
but i’m still gripping tight to these early twenties
& you are who i want / i swear to god we’re it babe
you are who i want / to make dinner every night with
you are who i want / i promise i won’t fuck it up this time
cause you are what i want
so let me be your carla bley
let me be your monterey
let me be your carole king
let me be your wedding ring
cause i have pushed my luck / i’ve seen what it can hold
i sent out battalions you countered orange tea roses
let me be your everyday
i will put fresh flowers round the house while you’re at work
let me be your everyday
i will do my best to be the woman you deserve
but how many times over / will we apologize
for being poor wives or poor daughters poor sisters poor mothers to the men in our lives
let me be your everything
let me be your everything
i think this city has stitched me to its sky
but i will be your everything
listen to the meter of the rain against the night