Stretch your limbs as if by morning, it’s been a long day
Slide into the City and breath deep, it consumes you
I don’t know, but I’ve been told it’s worth the trip
Creep the crawling city streets and smell the lies, the rotting desires
What have I done?
Feels like home
In this City
Feels like home
See young fools, they preach damage that they can bring down
Bold newsprint proclaims the vivid doldrums of fame
The City breaths, the City speaks, it calls to her
Big ideas spin confusion around but a small idea, might turn her around
Poignant words sing of chaos
See the poor happy souls dancing in the acid rain
I can’t escape the din, it’s pulling me in...
If I could, I would, I would…