Concrete Ganesha

I saw someone posted up under the Myrtle viaduct A concrete ganesha, winking Knower of beginnings, I've got to wonder What it is you're seeing that I can't see from here Cause I busted my guts on the Myrtle viaduct And those guts are nobody's now Love lit us Cadillac green My love is patient with me Late-twenties-skinny in your sweater Knower of beginnings, I've got a hunger For whatever you're seeing that I can't see from here Cause I lined up my ducks on the Myrtle viaduct And those ducks are nobody's now You moved like a sunroom Bracing for Sunday evening Auburn curls hanging from a mind made up Knower of beginnings, I think I know now What it is you're seeing Turns out my baby's had enough of the Myrtle viaduct And the city is knocking it down My baby is nobody's now