The Town I know
looking outside
this window
I see the
town I know
It’s after
all a day’s work
about stopping
and everywhere
taxis must
and they warn you
even cops
will search an innocent pocket
preaching no smoking
anyway no why
It’s rivalry
between faces that has never met
sirens wake
you up from nowhere
opened eyes
see the good the bad and the different
come home
brother
that’s where
we belong
my love
already here?
probably waiting
for the bus
do I hear a
yes?
just the
build will amaze you
the flower’s
blooming again
soon it will
be time to go home
children’s
playground’s not for sit-in parks you adulterous cheats
seek home,
humble pie
you live a
lie
at nine you’re
back in line
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