This morning…
I saw a guy cleaning public telephones, I listened to “New York I love you but you are bringing me down”, I read the story of a crazy sad man wasting his money on girls, I saw the same old pal’ sleeping on the tube at the exact same time and place as yesterday (he also took two peppermints when the train approached the platform and then got up to leave) and I came accross the same two girls pushing children cars….so I just thought it was Groundhog day.
But then I realised I should write more, I should do more, I should stop the shoulda-woulda-coulda and get my ass out there.
So here I am, naked, cold under the fog with my misty head. But I am here, London you did’nt bring me down
