City Lures
05-04-04
Hardened streets paved and cold, Dim lit alley-ways surrounded by the aging and the old,
People with the look of life torn from their soul, every street and bridge you cross requires a toll,
Bright lights a distant beauty that calls, up close the cities beauty dissolves,
Welcome to the big apple, the city that’s pumped up on caffeine, survival of the fittest, a pick pockets dream.
To find beauty would be an impossible task, cause everyone you meet hides behind a mask,
All but the cowboy who just cant be bought, he wears his true colors as Texas has taught,
With the city just pounding away just one little snowflake has just made his day,
He looks to the sky and watches the fall of the most beautiful site, snow covering it all...
