I want to drive to Chicago,
Sufjan Stevens singing about his mistakes
(you know, in his “Chicago”)
quoting “He had it coming!”
(from the hit musical “Chicago”)
and i want to stand on a stage
telling the world how much you mean to me
knowing,
bittersweet,
no matter how well i project
the words may never pass
unburdened by electric translation
straight from my lips
to your ear.
but you love the way I say Chicago,
and I’ll soak in the glory of it.
