Downtown
In the middle of downtown, streets bend then end
Where day begins to climb the mountains range
With a glow light on the horizon less than incognito
Glass panes fill up with peoples silhouetted forms
Concrete surrounds windows opened like curtains
Steel beams grow to towers touched by silent sides
Small moons come in from other star systems
As visitors strong on the metropolis boulevard
It is hard to imagine how they all fit in the city
With all that traffic, gravity and laws of physics
It all works out on the cosmic stage completely strange
After all, a downtown complex is built to handle change
There is nothing more complex than visitors from space
In the middle of downtown in the middle of chaos
Where mountains are seen stretched just out of reach
Moons roll along the streets to meet them
Lost in their dreams as they have no footing in this reality
And no feet to stand on on the thoroughfare out there
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