This city was built with cross roads not safety signs

I could tell you to love me dead

but breathing you in would keep me alive

as i breath me out and live a new

 

i choke on the smoke

just to coagulate a picture

of where we could have been

If you'd been him and id slowed down­­

to a small crawl so we could learn to walk together

 

but perspective is as paradigm was

and we crossed the road in a mess of a X

'Don't walk'

So we talk

amongst the city streets and silent bores and city w***e

 

only to get muffled

amid the inner city shuffle