New York City is my favorite place in the world.  If I hit the Powerball Jackpot I would move there in a heartbeat. 

To me New York represents life better than any where else I know.  The beauty, the darkness, the glitter and the grime that life can be be.

What is your favorite city to visit?   To live in?

Laura Nyro – New York Tendaberry


New York tendaberry
Blue berry
A rush on rum
Of brush and drum
And the past is a blue note
Inside me
I ran away in the morning

New York tendaberry
Blue berry
Rugs and drapes and drugs
And capes
Sweet kids in hunger slums
Firecrackers break
And they cross
And they dust
And they skate
And the night comes

I ran away in the morning

Now I’m back
Sidewalk and pigeon
You look like a city
But you feel like a religion
To me

New York tendabery
True berry
I lost my eyes
I east wind skies
Here where I’ve cried
Where I’ve tried
Where God and the tendaberry rise
Where quakers and revolutionaries
Join for life
For precious years
Joined for life
Through silver tears
New York tendaberry