dark rage on the streets
high in the tower
with some old school beats
pounding out some soul
de la that is
reaching common ground
someday that is
what am I here for
missed the turn detour
the round about way
get me right through the day
night rolls in with an attitude
and every voice I hear is rude
and those eyes won’t leave me alone
travel so far don’t even leave home
and it may just be
what I am here for
need I say more…
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