Saturday, April 19, 2014

Here in the city we are


Here in the city we are small townsters
All we have is ourselves, our feet, our friends

Here in the city we are losing our hours
Everywhere is not a place we can be

Here in the city we are strange, timeless
Trading one son for another

Here we are in the city, chasing the windbreaks, catching the lee
Basking in pastries and group-laugh

Here we are, one day gone, easy
Here we are in the city, breaking off pieces
Here in the city we are shrinking small
Here in the city it is the same stealing sleep.

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