Sometimes I wish I had a farm where the only pollution is your cigarettes, where your mind is clear. But I like it here in my small space. New York's the place where the sidewalks know my face as I walk to my apartment, the home where I hide away from all the darkness outside. I'm there all the time. Bikes ride to the park and city pools. It's summer now; empty the schools. Fly home to my cat on the F train. I'm protected from pain when I'm in my apartment, the home where I hide away from all the darkness outside. I'm there all the time. I'm there in my apartment, the home where I hide away from all the darkness outside. I'm there all the time.