This is alternately known and requested at shows as "The Babylon Song". It should be mentioned that the main reason I would ever even think about living in Babylon, Long Island, is a very special place called The Pisces Cafe, located at 14a Railroad Avenue, across from the train station.
This song also has an alternate, even emo-er lyrical ending that I sing every now and again. It goes "baby misses me tonight, so i guess i know where i'll be sleeping/and it sure isn't that i mind, i just worry on where this is leading..."
overthrown in seconds
and the sky's the wrong color
eleven thirty is so different from one or two and it's throwing me off
and babylon's so beautiful, always think i wanna live here
then i think of the train ride and how easy it would be
and i can't keep making decisions
based on being close to someone
sacrificing what i want to be there
baby misses me tonight, said he wishes i could stay forever
yeah, and i don't get it, i am nothing but what i am for others
and i don't want to talk about it
i am overthrown government
better that he not find out yet
always walking to the car, i feel the map like second skin
but it's a pleasant human moment when you give me bad directions
and i find myself planning
what will just happen be playing
when i drive you to buy coffee for me
baby misses me tonight, said she doesn't expect to be lovers
but there's an offer on the table if i want when i start feeling better
and i don't want to talk about it
i am overthrown in seconds
better that she not find out yet
so where's the line? my precious line
i think it's time to be straight with you, so i hope you really want me to
but your manner is begging me to lie
i've been dancing, baby, since i started hanging out with you, so
if this is me coming clean
then dirty is so relative
i said "intent here means nothing"
and you misinterpreted
there goes my chance to
gracelessly damn myself for you
baby misses me tonight, history is any indication
and i can never make it right, only worsen the situation
baby misses me tonight, and i'll never understand completely
'cause there's no room for me in my mind, so to want me is to misread me
and i don't want to talk about it
writhe around on failed intention
i am overthrown in seconds
copyright rorie kelly 2006
