CITY WATER
by Trystan Trazon
Where the sun don't shine anymore?
The paper mill's down,
We got nothin' to eat,
And the daytrippers all left the shore...
There's smoke pourin' out of the window,
There's a fist rising out of the floor,
There ain't no one but me
Far as these eyes can see
And I feel that I've seen this before,
Yeah, I feel I've all seen this before...
Early bird, your bread is rising,
Sniff the dime-a-dozen rose!
Spring has left!
Your song is slipping!
Too late to look down at the streets below...
The city you so well remember
Is tumbling like a cem'try stone,
The sky is black!
We're bound to breathe it!
But we won't drink the city water anymore --
No, we won't drink the city water anymore.
August, 2005
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