the sound screeching
a teapot with steam escaping

train over the hudson
I fly now like icarus
drunk and so close,
the living zeno's paradox

she waits for me on the edge of Penn
until the station closes
the city shuts down
black men with big shadows tell her
"this isnt the place for you anymore"

how wrong they were,
unlucky for her
my freedom was the only freedom
scheduled for tonight
what I got from this was gorgeous in that sick kind of way.
There's only one thing we can do to thwart the plot of these albino shape-shifting lizard BITCHES!
Wow! Great lyrics man.

Sounds like you are inspired by Jim Morrison or something!
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The thing is, in a band like chickenfoot, think of the JSX as a submarine and the Marshall as a plane. No matter how good the submarine is, it might be the perfect submarine, if you need a plane, a submarine ain't gonna do it for you.
I loved the imagery here. My only complaint being the lack of an "and" after the city shuts down. But that's just me being nit-picky. Really good piece man. I wish I could give more crit, but it's really pretty much perfect.

C4C? (Neon/Taxi...) You don't have to though, seeing as I wasn't too helpful.