She beckons me with fireflies,
there's concrete sadness in her eyes.
Leave me soon these complex walls,
Of dust and steel waterfalls.
Guide me with your neon beams,
Through this sonic maze of dreams.
Out there in the summer heat,
Where flames burn up and down the street.
Lost in the glow of asphalt haze,
Dreaming of my younger days.
Waiting for my long lost friends,
At the grey place where the sidewalk ends.