B to 34th
I was in NYC in October of 2001 to play the CMJ music festival. The city was still reeling from the terrorist attacks and it was just a really weird time to be there. I was on the way to the show, sitting on the downtown B to 34th subway when I was struck with a bright blink of truth, or a moment of clarity. The chaos of everything and my place in it suddenly became so clear.
B to 34th
You see all kinds from all different places,
The look in the eye, the look on the faces
They’ll rise from this time and resound this refrain
How we all died just a little that day
It seemed like you, I remember, too
It’s a sweet October sky when I finally feel all right to cry
Daisy doesn’t do what those have done before
She says it’s all about the posturing that really makes your point
The lessons left unlearned, I’ll learn some other day
The things I’ve left unsaid, I’ll say some other way
(Repeat chorus x2)