No poetry, no pillowshams No crystal jar perfume Just leaves falling by the window Of this Autumn room And here I am, as I am anywhere And here I go Bare No bar chords, no solos No fancy footwork spin Just branches, empty and waving Against cloudy Michigan And here I am, as I am anywhere And here I go Bare So far from the four walls Too small but all mine And the paint peels over the window After rainstorms every time And the drag queens pumping cabarets Seem suddenly divine No poetry, no pillowshams No lipstick-treated smiles Just an oil change, and two deep breaths And thousands of miles And here I am, as I am anywhere And here I go, as I go anywhere And here I am, as I am anywhere Bare