The city never sleeps.
I walk the streets
Illuminated by false light
I look up and see no stars.
People leaving clubs and bars
Ugly humans hiding scars
They look at me I see right through them
I see the emptiness in their hearts
There's no one here now
I'm all alone here, all alone
But in the crowd.
Concrete jungle wild life prowls.
The old beggar stumbles
past me - voice mumbles
of a life unknown
He's my past and yet my future
I yearn for the mountains
the forest and the streams
I yearn for the freedom
from concrete dreams.
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