I wake up one morning
But now without my friends
Everypony just drifts away
I see the city
Oh, and helpless I stand
Our lives change easy as molding clay
Home, come take me home
Through the wind and the rain
Blades cut to the bone
Run to your river, run to your plain
I'll never know
Just why I ran
Went out to see that city bright
I know my sight is small
But wherever I stand
The city keeps me from the light
Home, come take me home
Through the wind and the rain
Blades cut to the bone
Run to your river, run to your plain

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