PATHS OF STEEL / LONELY IN NEW YORK ~ MCVICKER ~2008

Paths of Steel / Lonely in New York ~ mcvicker ~ 2008













I came here from Cobb County, Georgia, 1929
Had this dream of us together.
Our future intertwined.
So, I hopped a freight out of Kennesaw,
on a northern line.
As I ride these paths of Steel;
I hope to make you mine.

These boys and I work just short of heaven.
We gave all our fear away.
Now we walk these paths of steel as
high rise dreamers, I’ve heard some say.
So, I bought you this ring of silver;
that I tuck away in my vest pocket.
Right next to a silver strand;
“ I Love You “, on a heart shaped locket.

But it’s lonely here in New York city.
I want your green eyes to wake up next to mine.
My stay is long here and it’s a pity.
But, we will remedy that in time.





High above Manhattan,
as a flock of crow passed while we were working,
the icy chill was everywhere.
We all knew the danger lurking.
Eyes that locked, just for an instant, 
we knew our fate was shared.
When a mighty nor’easter blackened the skies 
and blew in, and then,
a flock of ravens, that were passing, 
became a flock of men.

So, I learned to fly this morning.
The landing didn’t go so well.
I knew the bliss of just letting go,
and I never felt a thing.

When I woke up, I was perched outside your window,
In an empty hallowed Ash.
You’ll never know me or call my name.
Probably think of me as pesky trash.
But then maybe, you’ll come to love me.
Love me just the same.
So, I think I’ll just stay here..with you
with you..I’ll let you tame

I left you your silver shinies from my pocket,
on your back, porch step.
Silver ring and locket
it’s all that I have kept.
I wait now, to see what you will do,
with so much love, I thought you knew.
Maybe now you will accept.