Chances to daydream
But the city went on forever
Moving slowly
The bridge lines racing past
Obscuring that slow moving vast landscape
With fast paced dreams and feet
It's sheer size made it almost immovable
Yet such a sturdy sight was
Falling nervous inside
With paper people dreaming well into the night
Guided by city lights
Oh now what then
It's nearly ten
I think we should move slowly, quickly elsewhere
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