Tom Waits

Letter Seventeen

I asked to robots to help me write a song in the style of Tom Waits.

Riding on a train to the edge of town
Where the night has just begun
People on the street with nowhere to go
Living hard and having fun

Everywhere I go there’s a song in the air
People living life with no care
Riding the night, with Tom Waits
And feeling alright

Down in the city, with its neon lights
There’s a song that never ends
People walking by in their Sunday best
Heading off to work again

There’s a place in my heart, where the music plays
It never stops, It never fades
Here in this moment, so free
And all the world is green