Monday, February 6, 2012

tribute


Looking out across the nighttime, the city winks a sleepless eye. Hear his voice shake my window, sweet seducing sighs. Get me out into the nighttime, four walls won't hold me tonight. If this town is just an apple, then let me take a bite.
Reaching out to touch a stranger, electric eyes are everywhere. See that boy, he knows I'm watching... He likes the way I stare.
Looking out across the morning, where the city's heart begins to beat. Reaching out, I touch his shoulder... I'm dreaming of the street .
If they say, "why, why?", tell them that it's human nature. Why, why, does he do it that way? I like living this way... I like loving this way.
Why, why? Tell them that it's human nature.

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