I walked Harrison with blinders on

So many nights over at George's bar

Glasses of old style glow of jukebox lights

Pictures of my past streaming back tonight



Lonely Wabash under curving El

Swimming aquatic of my brainwaves slow down

The streets are soft and dead at 2 am

Drunk/alone again at Jackson Underground



Uptown sunset flooding from the West

Noise rises to my window from the summer concrete

I couldn't bring myself to love this girl

At the airport I just let her go

I let her go



I was lost in the rye

So lost in the rye

I was lost in the rye



The wind blows hard against my burning skin

I'm just another misguided child of fiction

School kids are shouting in the streets

And I wish I was singing in their wide-eyed chorus



These days I swim in disillusion

At night I dream of possibilities

This afternoon I'm stuck in raw nostalgia

Have I arrived at all the wrong conclusions?



Uptown sunset flooding from the West

Noise rises to my window from the summer concrete

I guess I didn't know how to love that girl

High time for the dust to rest

To rest



I was lost in the rye

So lost in the rye

I was lost in the rye



I was lost in the rye

So lost in the rye

I was lost in the rye