it greets the nitty-gritty
day in and day out
while we struggle to be pretty
if i could
i would leave this vain existence behind
become one with the bricks and cement that i find
as my feet lead me in the direction they desire
i'd grow old with the steel fences and barbed wire
many are inspired by tall trees and mist shrouded mountains
but i am moved by well worn bridges and whispering fountains
so let the rivers of afar
meander on their way
i'm gonna seek solace
in the arms of the city
for today..................
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