Wake up in the morning,
sun in my eyes,
dreams on my head.
Take the red to Union,
nowhere to go
and no place to be,
to find something to do.
Life in the city,
always on the search
for the next thing,
always on the move
without looking back.
Go to bed tonight,
late in the night,
after the club closes
and the bus ride home.
I do what I do,
don’t judge unless you’ve been
where I’ve been,
the same each week
just to pass the time.
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