It reaches deep inside, lifts you up and
drags you by your heart- your creative insides. You’re at its mercy, vulnerable
and compliant, all you can do is peacefully surrender. And fuck yeah it’s
bliss. You’re flying high, so cold it’s hard to smile, but you bet your trying,
your feet are dead weight, tired and aching but you hardly notice. There’s not
a chance in hell you’re going to miss a thing. You should be exhausted but
there’s an electric charge pulsing through your veins and it’s not giving up. You
beg for it to never die. Your eyes are alive, there’s a fire inside and you
know you’ve arrived- New York. It’s not a city, it’s a universe! Inspiring your
dreams and blissfully awakening your soul.
