| LyricsThe Concrete Wilderness
 
 The mountain rests on the earth: the image of splitting apart.
 Thus those above can insure their position only by giving generously to those below.
 I Ching, Bk. I, ch. 25,
 
 Reflections in the mind of men
 The growth of glass and steel reveals
 This ever-haunting wilderness
 Whose shadows all but conceal
 The lives that live beneath their heights
 Looking up, they lose the fight
 To those above who know the ground
 But while above don't dare look down
 Less the knowledge that is found
 Breaks the silence, (force of sound).
 
 The light conceals, but night reveals
 The life beneath the glass and steel
 Moves about to claim their spot
 To go to sleep and wait to rot
 Yet wake to find a penny earned
 A penny found from where, not learned
 But now with hopes the tides may turn
 Thus sustained, another day to yearn.
 
 The pennies buy a peace-of-mind
 For those that toss them passing by
 With slight of hand and quick retreat
 They hurry back towards the street
 Sending pigeons up above
 A sign from God, (this ghetto dove)
 But God, somehow, along the way
 Got lost when pennies couldn't pay
 The ever-increasing heavenly fare
 Now left alone, content to stare
 Upward at the glistening spires
 Empty eyes without desire.
 
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