Most of my prayers
Never make it out of the City
Sometimes I'll see them
Begging for change on the subway
Or wearily resting in the steam
Rising from a sidewalk grating.
One of them plays chess
With ghosts in Union Square.
Never make it out of the City
Sometimes I'll see them
Begging for change on the subway
Or wearily resting in the steam
Rising from a sidewalk grating.
One of them plays chess
With ghosts in Union Square.
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