The heavy beat

The heavy beat drowns the city

In black liquid

A noir kind of town

With tall smoke stacks

And empty corridors

Long, dark alleyways

Leading nowhere

Gates

Chained off for years

Somehow

Sometimes

Right beyond the bend

When I can’t go on anymore

When we’ve exhausted all the gifts

And no one is willing to lend an ear anymore

When the money’s gone

The food has been eaten

The song won’t play at all

I’ve learned a sliver of hope

Will shine through

Right past the edge

Around the corner

The dawn will break

The Jazz horns will burst

A new day will

Lead us

Through–

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