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city angels


within the heart of the city  

where the shadows lie


i see you there, my feathered friend  

trying to fly


caught in a place that doesn’t understand  

they call you a nuisance  

but i see where you stand


with wings of grey  

and eyes so bright  

you’re more than what they see  

you take flight


in the maze of the concrete  

you find your way  

through the hustle and the bustle  

you still stay


oh, city angels  

soaring above  

where compassion has gone astray


through the storm and the rain  

you still sing


city angels  

you’re more than just a wing


echoes of history  

whispers of war  

you carried our hopes  

from shore to shore


now they demonize you  

paint you in sin  

but you’re the silent soldiers  

living within


with stories untold  

in each beat of your wings  

you remind us of freedom  

and the hope that it brings


in the face of disdain  

you find your grace  

in the chaos and the noise  

you find your place


oh, city angels  

soaring above  

where compassion has gone astray


through the storm and the rain  

you still sing


city angels  

you’re more than just a wing


if they could see through my eyes  

they’d know you’re a wonder  

not a disguise


in the heart of the stone  

there’s a story so old  

of resilience and courage  

more precious than gold


so fly high, my friend  

let your song be heard  

in every whisper of wind  

in every spoken word


you’re the soul of the city  

a spirit so free  

city angels  

you mean more to me


oh, city angels  

soaring above  

where compassion has gone astray


through the storm and the rain  

you still sing


city angels  

you’re more than just a wing


city angels  

you’re the song of spring


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fruit of the lie


in the marketplace of dreams  

where colors shine so bright  

there's a story in the seams  

of fruits in neon light


the apple's crimson whisper  

the orange's sunny plea  

a promise to the listener  

of sweet eternity


oh, the fruit of the lie  

in the garden of deceit  

with every bite i try  

the truth slips from my feet


in the orchard of desire  

where illusions grow so sweet  

i'm tangled in the wire  

of fruit i long to eat


the pear in golden armor  

sings songs of promised bliss  

while grapes in royal splendor  

hide secrets in their kiss


bananas, bright and cheerful  

their smiles a grand charade  

in their laughter, i'm fearful  

of the game that's been portrayed


oh, the fruit of the lie  

in the garden of deceit  

with every bite i try  

the truth slips from my feet


in the shadows of the grove  

where honesty is rare  

i seek the seeds of truth and love  

beyond the fragrant air


for every lie that’s told in light  

a deeper truth remains  

in the darkness of the night  

where real fruit bears its chains


oh, the fruit of the lie  

in the garden of deceit  

with every bite i try  

the truth slips from my feet


so i wander through the market  

with eyes that see the ruse  

in every shiny target  

i find the path i choose


for in the world of fruit and fame  

the truth is hard to see  

but i'll escape the game  

and find what's meant for me


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echo of your heart


in the shadows of your light  

i try to find my way, a pale reflection  

of your fire, just to make you stay


i lose myself in echoes  

in the patterns of your soul  

hoping you might see me  

if i play this hollow role


i am the echo of your heart  

a mirror to your dreams  

lost within your world, tearing at the seams  

if i become your shadow, will you finally see  

the one who's lost and broken, longing to be free?


i wear your favorite colors, speak your words, 

listen to your songs, 

in the silence of my doubt  

it feels so right, but so wrong


i bury all my pieces  

in the mold you cast for me  

hoping in your eyes  

a better self i’d see


in the quiet of the night  

i hear a distant cry, a voice  

that's soft and trembling  

reaching for the sky


it's my soul that’s been forgotten  

beneath the weight i bear  

longing to be cherished  

just for being there


but in the mirror’s gaze  

a stranger meets my eyes  

a ghost of who i used to be  

in this perfect disguise


if i let go of this burden  

if i stand in my own light  

will you still love me  

will you hold me tight?


in the echo of your heart  

i fade into the night  

a journey to reclaim my soul  

and find my own light


if you see me in the morning  

a stranger in your eyes  

know i've found my freedom  

beneath the endless skies


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