Song for Surgeons

I wake up and their eyes are made of stars
The city sings and the street names speak
Everything changes completely
And the doubt disappears
Blue outlines they shimmer in the edges of a glance
Traffic lights and sirens form in melody and time
No one's forced to feel one way but no one's out of line
Westminster and Matthewson and Washington are mine
Doctor wakes me up and tells me the surgery went fine
Broadway and Empire are there for my down time



Credits
Writer(s): Damian Daviid
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