Trace my foot prints
Down on Second Avenue
Look for my shadow
On Saint Mark’s Place
See me dancing and drinking alone
In Lower East Side
Just me and the night
With a spark
Of the Universe in my eyes
As I kiss
Every stranger
In the pretense of love
Neon lights on Broadway
Creates an image
Of a face without a name
Giving me a hint
That someone
I used to know
Had crossed the
Oceans of time
Just to find me
Hopped into a
Sleazy bar
While soaked
In whiskey and cigarettes
I suddenly found
Myself disconnected
From everyone
But it didn’t
Bother me because
I still have New York
Fell asleep on the subway
And woke up on
A Saturday night of 1986
Made it through the
Velvet ropes of STUDIO 54
I kept dancing
On my own to
A techno track
From Munich

-Paolo Roca