Feeling the pulse of a city again
Hell, this is no small town
Feeling the pulse of the city again,
if you want it you'll find it around
Most cities never sleep
though apples shine so bright
Someone's always waking up
as lovers say goodnight
Getting the nerve in a city again,
dodging cars everywhere
Braking as swerve in a city again,
some people just don't care
People searching for an end
to justify their means
for when the stop to take a look
they don't like what they see
Getting the groove of a city again,
getting to know east from west
Learning to move in a city again
and which shortcuts are best
Do you find your way around
or do you fumble in the dark,
searching for the light
when you lost the spark?
circa 1981
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