I'm working in the steelhead of a city
Trying to hold to fire
Fingers grabbing for salvation
Caught in the concrete mire
I need you
Need you in the nighttime baby
City living's lying
Like a razor to my brain
City living's living a life
of sharp hard rain
We touch a cold inside us
We scramble on the ice
We walk a hard gray river
We throw the crooked dice
City life n' children lie in the snow
Silence and cold eyes
watch the smiles flow
There's an old man on the subway
He's trying to catch some sleep
Young man's behind him
Watching the city knife reap
A woman in the evening
Perched high among the stars
The room she sits in darkens
The moon lights her scars
Try to dance in sunlight
Prance in the warm summer rain
Faces crack and holler
The street it writhes in pain
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