Listen

In your whole life, did you ever thought about the cities at all?
Did you ever go out in the night to see how they look?
How do they sound?
How they smell?
If you'd go out, go to the highest place you could find, and just listen.
You'd hear wheezing of old buildings, cracking of the ground.
You can see flicking lights, sparks from rails, animals hiding, scared.
That all is just the city crying, screaming from pain, saying: "no more, help me, please help."
Cos once it was a beautiful place, full of grass and trees. But not anymore.
Now it's suffocating here, it's unbearably hot and stuffy.
So many people, so much metal, so much pain, It can't take the weight.
Nature wants out. Every night screaming for help, in pain, in fear, the fire.
You can't hear it unless you try.
But tell me the truth...
Would you want to hear that cry?