An Intro
Arden Lloyd
The bricks held my feet
As my heart danced through the streets
Our reflections in canals of murky green
Every corner had its eyes
They were whispering and disguised
Begging me to come a little closer
But now all that’s left
Is your smoldering cigarette
Wedged with all the other others in the cobblestones
And life drips on by...
