Travesty is a silver coin
Two sided and ignored
Are my dreams strong and brave?
Do they challenge with a gentle declaration?
What makes light dim?
I want to be big
Bigger than the Brooklyn Bridge
I don't care for the pictures or hands I'll shake
I want a quiet life tattooing my mind
On the spines of strangers
You and me we got heart we're free to take what we want
What makes light dim?
Manhattan on the Expo Line