Last One Left in the City

I'm the last one left in the city
The lights are just fires now
The glow is just a bitter pity
The buildings are blown apart
Scattered amongst the helicopter parts

I'm never leaving I lock the gates
There is time to rearrange
All the thoughts and thoughtless hearts
Love the birds that sing our art
Morning songs and morning joy, oh boy

Walk the street with one good arm
Hug a pole and kiss the glass
Cut my skin and grow my grass
Last night I dreamt that you were living
And your family they were living
And your neighbors they were living



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Munson
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