Magic City

He asked me if I have plans tonight

How do I tell him I'm on the I-95?

Windows down

Sky almost as blue as my thoughts

Out looking for myself again tonight in Magic City (Magic City)

I was seven when I first came here

Rubbing my eyes, nervously clutching

That second-hand doll I got from the Tianguis at the border (Fuck yeah)

Tired after that four-day journey

The city opened her arms to me

Said maybe I didn't belong to nowhere, maybe I could belong here

You don't think I forgot a piece of me in the country wе left?

I was fourteen when I put on my first pair of heels

Stumbled likе Bambi onto the stage and sang

You don't think that little girl got left behind then and there?

I'm twenty-seven now

You don't think I come crawling back to the cities in 97-degree embrace

Battered, shattered from this journey? (Ah, ah)

Long, thick black hair

Turned white from flying too close to the sun

How many times do you think I've gone out looking for myself

In the orange hue of the street lights (Ah)

In the eyes of my sister (Ah)

In the baby blue of this sky?

Trying again (Again, again)

To find that place in me that is indestructible

I'm out looking for myself again tonight in Magic City

I'll be home in the morning

C,XOXO