It’s a forever New York out there,
with high rise chimney tops
and siren's scare
that wakes the birds from their sleep.
It’s a endless Chicago beyond the roofs,
bitter and fierce;
wrap up warm let not
the ice penetrate and pierce.
It’s a waiting Washington way over there,
where the ***** tubes of the
Potomac, Anacostia meet and kiss.
It’s my land where every day
is a day out.
No one holding you back
telling you that you can’t walk about.
Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 2:58 PM UTC
It’s a forever New York out there,
with high rise chimney tops
and siren's scare
that wakes the birds from their sleep.
It’s a endless Chicago beyond the roofs,
bitter and fierce;
wrap up warm let not
the ice penetrate and pierce.
It’s a waiting Washington way over there,
where the ***** tubes of the
Potomac, Anacostia meet and kiss.
It’s my land where every day
is a day out.
No one holding you back
telling you that you can’t walk about.
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