Song of the City

　　My brain is stiff with concrete

　　My limbs are rods of steel

　　My belly's stuffed with money

　　My soul was bought in a deal.

　　They poured metal through my arteries

　　They choked my lungs with lead

　　They churned my blood to plastic

　　They put murder in my head.

　　I'd a face like a map of the weather

　　Flesh that grew to the bone

　　But they tore my story out of my eyes

　　And turned my heart to stone.

　　Let me wind from my source like a river

　　Let me grow like wheat from the grain

　　Let me hold out my arms like a natural tree

　　Let my children love me again.