No poetry, no pillowshams

No crystal jar perfume

Just leaves falling by the window

Of this Autumn room

And here I am, as I am anywhere

And here I go

Bare

No bar chords, no solos

No fancy footwork spin

Just branches, empty and waving

Against cloudy Michigan

And here I am, as I am anywhere

And here I go

Bare

So far from the four walls

Too small but all mine

And the paint peels over the window

After rainstorms every time

And the drag queens pumping cabarets

Seem suddenly divine

No poetry, no pillowshams

No lipstick-treated smiles

Just an oil change, and two deep breaths

And thousands of miles

And here I am, as I am anywhere

And here I go, as I go anywhere

And here I am, as I am anywhere

Bare