Everyone here seems to know each other
not like a son knows his mother
but they know each other
and I'm sat looking over
hundreds of people
yet alone I feel
in an unknown city
with people wearing white
people dressed to fight
they fight with swords
but not with shields
in straight lines
is where they choose to shine
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 12:40 PM UTC
Everyone here seems to know each other
not like a son knows his mother
but they know each other
and I'm sat looking over
hundreds of people
yet alone I feel
in an unknown city
with people wearing white
people dressed to fight
they fight with swords
but not with shields
in straight lines
is where they choose to shine
