Home Again, then Roam Again
Grey sidewalks and blvds,
as far as the eye can see.
Chewing gum and parking meters
on every single street.
Buildings tower, the sky they scrape.
Oh how I wish I could escape,
the sewer smells, polluted air,
the "getting hit by a taxi" scare.
Oh how I long for the country,
sweet smells and starlit nights.
The wolves howl to the moon lit bright,
their howls sound like men
saying "oh damn! let me catch that bus
so I can be home again".