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a city skyscape in brown and grey the buildings, short of their aspirations, rise the huddled mass in obscurity their dreams, defeated, retreat into the sky ...like mine the gridlock mornings and afternoons workers resigned to an ordinary fate Florescent office sterility the stresses of routine drive their dreams away ...day by day this sordid sty, this sullen sky; why even try? just when I, could up and die, an eyesore, my eyesore misery, debris, unavoidably I look up and sure enough an eyesore, my eyesore and I soar again! the screen, it won't tell a lie tonight the faces sallow and sick, unfed they cry the numbers grasping in fruitless pain their light extinguished before their dreams can die Letras de canciones...like mine this sordid sty, this sullen sky; why even try? just when I, could up and die, an eyesore, my eyesore misery, debris, unavoidably I look up and sure enough an eyesore, my eyesore and I soar again! there's only love and that's good enough there's only love and that's good enough there's only you and that's good enough my sight for sore eyes From Letras Mania