Rockabye

tending the garden of noise
where I grow the traffic
and the church bells
and the neighborhood boys
singing to myself
when the solitude sets in
in tune with the symphony
of south Brooklyn
I sing

rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye, baby that is me
rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye till I'm fast asleep

the tunnel is train torn
the tracks are worn and sore
I can feel the rattle
riding up through the floor
she jumped the turnstile
he paid for his ride
I am the echo in the station
where their footfalls collide
I left her at the epicenter
we were trembling dutifully
but I left him too
I left parts of me
singing

(twice)
rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye, baby that is me
rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye till I'm fast asleep

so I said today I am leaving
in every sense of the word
but I'm in love with your memory already
everything I've seen and heard
and I will go singing
as the solitude sets in
in time with the rhythm
of everywhere I have been
it sounds like

(three times)
rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye, baby that is me
rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye till I'm fast asleep

tending the garden of noise
where I grow the traffic
and the church bells
and the neighborhood boys
singing to myself
when the solitude sets in
in tune with the symphony
of south Brooklyn