New York City - HORSE the Band

Waking up in New York City

Dreaming about how it all began

Bright lights, big city

New Amsterdam and the Indians

You called me in tears

And it looks like rain

I walk south

Through our playground

Civilization’s honeycomb

Taxi, taxi, taxi!

Warm and pungent seats take me across the bridge

I can’t be late

I’m heavy with you through cold morning avenues

Rushing with the rabble under gluttonous swelling skies

I’ll come to you

Over clandestine sidewalks

I’ll come to you

Crashing through dead leaves

Crashing

I’ll come to you

Counting cracks in the sidewalks

I’ll come to you--

Crashing

And the crosswalk says stop

But yet there you are

Just a flicker of a picture

Between the static of cars

And it’s a relief

That these walls are so high

Like arms that hold us together

Waiting for a green light

Go, go, go

Stop!

We embrace in the heart of our city

On wet broken sidewalks, we’re free