Sometimes I wish I had a farm. where the only pollution is your cigarettes. where your mind is clear.. But I like it here in my small space.. New York¹s the place where the sidewalks know my face. as I walk to. my apartment the home where I hide. away from all the darkness outside.. I¹m there all the time.. Bikes ride to the park and city pools.. It¹s summer now; empty the schools.. Fly home to my cat on the F train.. I¹m protected from pain. when I¹m in. my apartment the home where I hide. away from all the darkness outside.. I¹m there all the time.. I¹m there in my apartment the home where I hide. away from all the darkness outside.. I¹m there all the time.