Alive in this city, even if you’re the walking dead
Hustle and bustle and flow
Engulfed in strangers with the same familiar faces
A moment of silence for the still honking taxis
Buildings so high they could be my friend or enemy
And lets embrace the full seasons
Scurrying around to get to the 4, 5, and 6
Balthazar and The Coffee Shop
Singing in the subway station, let me give you 25 cents
A thousand people in one square foot
all running in different directions
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