Monday, January 16, 2012

Concrete City

The lights, flash bright above around me
run me to the ground see?
hollow steps concrete beneath
the city's soul can't find the beat

cause I'm tied in layers of today
trying to break free, leave, go play
body in sand, head staring at  the sea
diving in swimming endlessly
in underwater rainbows and dolphin carresses

weaving through coral like they're fancy head dresses
on the runway through one day suspended in time
an endless universe where everyone's flying
through the spells of love so fresh its wet
snapping each moment so we don't forget

in our heads, in our souls, when we get back in the rhythm
of the fast and furious urban condition
to remember that sea has a beat of its own
there's more to it than what we've been shown
on flashing billboards at breakneck speeds
Some love and tenderness is all she needs

And maybe a little pause here and there
and endless rhythm let down our hair
beatboxing, tapstomping, electric pirouettes
spinning, breaking, dubmatching sets
If the city can't be silent then let it sing
the incessant pulse of its dynamic rhythm.
Worldbeat hit the street, the ancient drum that makes us one
On the blacktop or the sand, African Desert or Disneyland
There's a wallstreet buzz in every concrete space
But the earth is the home where it all takes place.

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