the city I've seen her body lieing somewhere outside the city; Her breathing, being shelter Benning street and guitar strums songs for summer is this everything? shes had these past few years now by the city, the fast pace the lights its like she was meant to be there a busy place for her memory, unclear hazy street signs and a guitar playing softly outside being the meaning hibernation true for summer like how the nights the stagnant sillouette feels the city body the only motion made is when the moons full like her mind so many summer skies portrait...someone painted here still, and how shes moving the city made a sober place of time the city showed the life, outside inside she feels because finally its gone leaving the body being the city
