City Song

It's all water over bridges

in the place where we belong

All supply and no demand

enough to keep us warm

The city takes the new blood

pushing others towards the brink

as we rush back to the tenements

Where everywhere I look

everyone's passing for a fink

With galleons, and paper planes, and hearts that fill with ink

A soaring lack of abstinence is dancing on our skin

making all of us

look extra ordinary

And I'm in your city

feeling oh so pretty

Am I in your

Am i in your light?

Cuz you're in mine

So do you really want to know?

Where my phone is getting older,

my clothes are getting smarter

and inside documentaries

life's just getting harder

See I'm tapered up and tailored

but I don't want to sink

In your city

looking oh so pretty

Cuz I'm in your

I'm in your lie

And you're in mine