keep your head up
stream of consciousness from the streets of NYC: oh child things are gunna get easier there is no way of pleasing her miss money make ends meet walk with a switch blade smile looking for that bonafide man to pay dem bills but broken hearts cause scar tissue thick skin thick thighs sway to the rhythms of the street fascinated by the crooked screw face dream-scape gangster hustle and flow broke...
Counting down the hours and minutes until my next shift at my new job have I been robbed or put in my place an artistic life moved to the next phase in this place filled with empty space I see your face pass by me in the streets as I blend in and walk the beat of working man’s blues spoken in venting sessions over drinks back to the usual blue collar sweat rings late nights early...
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Love this song and this record!
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An eloquent song about this tragic day. Thice “Broken Lungs” God bless all those effected and respect to those who gave selflessly in the recovery efforts