The Man and The City

You can take the man out of the city

But not the city out of the man

He holds the memories close, so pretty

As tightly as he can

You can’t tell me it wasn’t real

Even if it felt like a dream

Because these moments, I still feel

Caught in the current of my mind’s stream

I can be so far gone

And still see the bright light

Everything here, I’d pawn

For just one more night

I surrender to the sprawl

Accept the pollution I breathe

Waiting patiently, for Fall

So I never have to leave