It’s the city that never sleeps

It’s the city that drips and weeps

It’s the city that’s gold is dulled

It’s a city alive in its lull

It’s the wall that can shed tears

It’s the wall that resounds human fears

It’s the wall that shakes in scorn

It’s a wall surrounded in forlorn

It’s the streets paved in black

It’s the streets with jewel-filled cracks

It’s the streets smooth with tripping stones

It’s streets that beckon me home