Glen Murschel: Acoustic 6-String Guitar / Keyboards / Vocals
WORDS AND MUSIC COPYRIGHT 2015 GLEN MURSCHEL
Lyrics
CHICAGO CHICAGO MY COLD GRAY CITY
WITH THE BOYS SO SHY – THE GIRLS SO PRETTY
A HOUSE COMES UP AS ANOTHER COMES DOWN
A HOMELESS WOMAN WANDERS IN THIS ENDLESS TOWN
THE COLD WIND ENTERS MY VERY MARROW
IN THIS CITY OF JOY – THIS CITY OF SORROW
A MAN SITS ALONE AT THE BACK OF THE TRAIN
I FEEL HIS LONELINESS JUST THE SAME
A MAN SHOWS HIS FRIENDS A BROCHURE OF A CAR
SOMEDAY IT’LL BE HIS I THINK – SOMEDAY NOT FAR
THE SNOW COVERS THE DIRTY STREETS
THE BUILDINGS OBSCURED BY THE DIRTY GRAY SLEET
GRAFFITI COVERS THE SHOPS AND HOMES
AS IF SAYING THIS IS MINE IT IS MINE – I AM HERE ALL ALONE
THE TRAIN ENTERS THE DARK BLACK TUNNEL
THE SOUND IS DEAFENING – AN ENDLESS STRUGGLE
IT ENTERS THE STATION WITH A GRINDING HALT
THIS IS WHERE IT BEGINS I THOUGHT – AS I GOT OFF