#000151

sunrise
I wanna live right on top of the city
take me out of the damn concrete-ee
plant a tree on top of me roof
dance around it in a jammy reggae groove

I wanna hear no traffic in the morning
I say burn, city burn, I’m yearnin’
I wanna live pon de tower watch the world from above
I am not the one to fight the world like a brave

so, close the door and turn
around, let the city burn
so, leave the dirt behind
in a house of a different kind…

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