Longing for the City
Central Park broke my Heart and the Taxi Driver shot me. Washington Square had poisoned Air and the musicians coughed and spit. Carnegie Hall dropped the Ball on this New Years Eve, To end the smiles, end the week, As I cross the bridge to the L.I.E. New York City proved to be an Apocalyptic Place, My Heart and Soul Fell out and rolled Out of Sight. Goodnight New York, I love you dearly, But for tonight, I'm Sad without the City.
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