THIS CITY

sitting on the park bench in the city

settling street light falls around me,

like dust in the wind

i can never win.

cathedral bells tolling 'round the city

newspaper torn falls uselessly,

passed in a while

far in a mile..

strangely time left us no memories

one day i woke up to be twenty

time sleeping on my shoulders

leaves me wonder..

.. what am i doing in this city?

feeling quite sad habitually..

like dust in the wind

i kept wonderin'