New York City

Waking up in New York City Dreaming about how it all began Bright lights, big city New Amsterdam and the Indians You called me in tears And it looks like rain I walk south Through our playground Civilization's honeycomb Taxi, taxi, taxi Warm and pungent seats Take me across the bridge I can't be late I'm heavy with you Through cold morning avenues Rushing with the rabble Under gluttonous swelling skies I'll come to you Over clandestine sidewalks I'll come to you Crashing through dead leaves Crashing, I'll come to you And the cracks in the sidewalks I'll come to you, crashing Well, and the crosswalk says stop Yet there you are Trust the flicker of a picture Between the static of cars And it's a relief That these walls are so high Like arms that hold us together Waiting for a green light Go, go, go, stop Go, go, go, stop We embrace in the heart of our city On wet broken sidewalks we're free --- New York City - HORSE the Band