Life is lonely in the city here
We left our birthplace seeking work that paid
So many folk, yet nobody is near.
The mass of crowds brings on a paranoia
While buildings once thought beautiful decay
Life is alien in the city here
From the doorways ugly faces leer
Like evil children, tortured by dismay
Many people, nobody who’s near.
The birds don’t sing yet I can hear them jeer
Then fly in circles in a fierce display
Life is alien in the city here.
My eye is dry, it lacks a single tear
As I become near static with despair
Many people, nobody who’s near.
Why can’t I be merry, if not gay?
Why do thoughts so savage my heart flay
Life is lonely in the city here
So many folk, so few will come near
How my heart sings 