The City

The whole gang
Everyone sang
By the light cast by footlights from afar
There were glasses raised
There were words for days at a time
You know who you are

Attempts to bottle store and toss away
From shore into the surf
That isn't working anymore

So say hello to the city for me
Say hello to the crowd
I didn't make it home this time around

It just goes to shows
And I suppose it's easier to see
The fruit of friend and foe
Strangers you'll never know
When they're falling from that tree
It gets so hard to look
The time
The toll it took
We hold a mirror to each other
Write the book

So say hello to the city for me
Say hello to the crowd
I didn't make it home this time around

On long drives everyone tries
To move the ever slowing time
You have the radio
You have a tune you know
The story passes by
Another curtain drops
Another jury box
The song goes on and on and on
It never stops

So say hello to the city for me
Say hello to the crowd
I didn't make it home this time around