City
I need the city atmosphere near.
I need the cityscape in my vision;
just make things clear,
because the city blues do not seem to exist.
City life is difficult to resist;
cityscape seems all right.
I do need that city atmosphere.
I need it close to my mind
and in my soul;
I need it, always near.
City good times are what I want.
Cityscape is my world,
buildings that peer, then loom.
City, I am joining you soon.
A skyscraper horizon is part of the old-time heaven.
Cityscape, take me into your heart;
I need that city atmosphere;
do not let me part.
James Garratt – March 1994
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City – Written March 1994 (Aged 19)
