These city lights
Aye they warm my heart
Look into the heavens and lose thyself
Find thy heart and soul among the stars
Look at the face of the moon
Think upon the face of thy love
Lay upon the ground
Let thy mind wander
The wind is a caress upon thy face
Soft like a lovers caress
Stand in the rain
Let it wash away thy fears
Sit upon thy floor and cry
Be weak, let another be strong for you
Sing out thy joys to the world, unto the heavens above
Dance in the street when there is naught but the crickets for an orchestra
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