My vision’s held in what I hold

As dreams adored of young and old

And revelry still claims my sight

To march me through my modern nights



Manhattan’s grayer than the rain

The city skulks to learn my name

Standing still and strong and pure

Holding what I can’t endure



Sewer rats and moving trains

Swimming by in flooded rains

Early days and blackened nights

Stars that bow to city lights



I’m searching for a space to stay

I sold my worth for better days

And as they come I’m born anew

As another space that stretches you



My feet have strained to walk these streets

The moment moves to bring defeat

It’s the change against that stains my mind

And leaves my better sense behind



Sewer rats and moving trains

Swimming by in flooded rains

Early days and blackened nights

Stars that bow to city lights



I’m working for chance to rise

Till my appetite is born and dies

as fresher then, has settled in

and taken place in who I've been