New original just completed today. Memories of my youth. #mickdoyle #phantomsfromthebronx #lostyouth
Phantoms From The Bronx
Cigarette smoke filled the air.
Songs were sung and laid down there.
It was so long ago
I’d sure like to know
Do our phantoms still linger on there?
Mateus bottles litter the floor.
Their pain provides inspiration for
Another tortured song
Of a love that’s gone wrong.
Do our lovers still linger on there?
Road trips with nothing but guitars.
Ashtrays in dusty old cars
Filled up and full
With the music from our souls.
Does our music still linger on there?
Those times were simple and plain.
I wish I could go back there again.
Live one more day
Inside of yesterday
Does our magic still linge...