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 was lost in the rye      This 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 sunset   I guess I didn't know how to love that girl   High time for the dust to rest      I was lost in the rye