I walked Harrison with blinders on So many nights over at George's bar Gla**es 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 2am 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, 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 The wind blows hard against my burning skin
I'm just another misguided child of fiction School kids are shouting in the streets tonight 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 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