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Walking the street
Watching the real life
Dreams of the city
Love and self pity
No room for privacy
Personal space
I give you a tip
Watch where you step
I try to keep my clean shoes dry
And I try, try to pass them by

Chuckers and beggars
Looking for target
Salesmen and bankers
Infinite pocket
Kentucky waterfall
Design and fashion
Impressive poets
Emotional passion
I cry, they always make me cry
And I try, I try to find out why

Making appointments
Acting so busy
Messed up traffic lights
Feeling dizzy
I love my iPhone
Virtual friends
I drink cappuccino
And simply getting bored
And I try, try to fill my life
And I try to leave this all behind

Escorts and panderers
Avoiding eye contact
Aimless wanderers
Recruiting me
I'm lost in the crowd
It moves like a wave and
Washes me away
But then brings me back
Where I find out that I'm back to start
And I try, I try to realize why

I love the city
Creativity
Sometimes depressing
Always impressive
This is reality
Entity, my home