Take me back on the dirty city tube to the alleys and the pubs I used to love
to the filthy streets where the mind could wonder the dark passage where people spit and piss
Take me back to my youth to my fearless footsteps to the decisions I could easily make
Oh how I long for the beauty before before the world was over when we raced on the staircase going up to Piccadilly
how I miss the smell of smog the engines working the streets flooding the strangers touching
Take me back to before and I promise I won’t tell I won’t warn you for the now that came cruel to find me older
but never compromised…
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