There's no better place to be
When tears come unexpectedly
Than on a barreling B train
Bound for Brooklyn
And it's really good if in the next seat
Is your friend until eternity
Who knows just how to be silent
As your tears roll free
Well that's how my Friday night began
After a Manhattan sunset with my friends
I love my heroes and I love their songs
I love it when we sing along
Or ride the misty night our bikes
'Til the dawn
But there's nothing that I love more wholly
Than a letter or a note
From a lately-liberated
Once-incarcerated young soul
When he says
"Hello, I'm fine. You're my family. Thank you."
All I know is what I love and this is what I love
All I know is when I love and this is when I love