Poison City Blues

All your rivers run empty
All your hillsides are bare
The noise from your city
Can poison my air
But I swear in my song
There's a moon on the rise
And whether it's bad
Is for you to decide
So make like a bullet
But leave me behind
I wanna go to my home town
Where the people all stare
And all of my friendships
Are waiting me there
With people who know
What my weaknesses are
That's a breath of clean air
And a seat at the bar
But twenty-nine dollars
Won't get me too far
I take comfort in coldness
I take comfort in rain
I take comfort in the knowledge
That nothing has changed
That my glass isn't empty
And that my legs are not sore
And that there's no need for troubles
Or locks on your door
And we can be trapped
In our houses once more