music and lyrics by harlan blynn
Staz dropped out of school today
Moved to Brasil then smoked a J
She said I want a heart to heart
He ain’t the guy to play that part
Local scoots on his feet
Betrayed by the words he still can’t speak
Put on Lou Reed and walked this way
Said something about seize the day
Your own way
Travesti sings a financial beat
Lives in the shadows of Paulista Street
Makes a living the easy way
Least that’s what folks in the country say
Curly hair with a distant stare
Chinelos looked the worse from wear
Took his hand to trace her seven
Your words feel like heaven, to me…
Set me free
Now he’s married father of three
Friday night he drinks mint tea
Calls me up late on the phone
To catch up, shoot the shit and chew the bone
“Remember that girl who set me free?
Never told no one she was me
That feeling was like no other
And I still dream in color”
First of five in her family
Blonde hair, blue eyes, killer speed
She’d cut you deep and leave no mark
Or be a loving muse for your art
They met on Euclid Boulevard
Shots with Uncle Charlies empty on the bar
She told him about all her dreams
To be rather than to seem
Live your dream
Fulbright offered her some gold
For giving voice to the world’s untold
Stories of high crimes and broken dreams
But he was wrapped up in a bitcoin scheme
Tears flow down to Erie Lake
“Did he even have a heart to break
I’d rather be alone another day”
Then she bent down to kiss me away
Seize the day
Steph went on to change her name
But the girl inside, she stayed the same
She sold herself off page by page
But what’s that even mean in the insta age
Calls me up late on the phone
Sometimes It’s scary to be alone
But this bump means I’m gonna be a motha
And I still dream in color.