In the City

Somewhere out on that horizon, out beyond the neon lights, I know there must be something better but there isn't anything else in sight. It's survival in the city when you live from day to day. City streets don't have much pity. When you're down, that's where you'll stay in the city. I was born here in the city with my back against the wall. Nothing grows and life isn't very pretty when there isn't anyone here to catch you when you fall. Somewhere out on that horizon, far away from the neon sky, I know there must be something better because I can't stay another night in the city.