Deep Dish

Cold and drizzly night in Chicago's deep dish

Flourescent light of the bathroom

Shows my hands as they are

See and eyelash on my cheek

Pick it off and make a wish

And walk back out into the bar

Wind at the windows

Neon lights the patterned panes

The waitress wields the weight of her tray around her palm

The doorman cups his hands

And lights his cigarette again

And the rain marches on

This is only a possibility in a world of possibilities

There are obviously there are many possibilities

Ranging from small to large

Before long there will be short

Before short there's nothing

When there was nothing

There was always the possibility of something becoming what it is

Don't even bother trying to say something clever

Clever is as clever does no matter what it says

I'm looking for a sign that says you're for real this time

But I don't trust what's in your head

I walk up to the bar and point at the top shelf

And then I throw my head back

And laugh at myself

I raise a toast to all our saviors

Each so badly behaved

It's too bad that their world

Is the one that they saved

There's a spider spinning cobwebs

From your elbow to the table

While my eyes ride the crowd in a secret rodeo

I smile with my mouth

Lift my watch up to the light

And say oh, look, I have to go

Now you gotta dance with me

Now is when its gotta be

Cuz I can't wait for the dance floor to fill in

And if you wanna dance with me

I'll show you how it's gonna be

Cause I can't wait for the band to begin