Monday, July 8, 2019
HOUSTON by Hilario
I see it differently
Neon rain all around me
Cross the railroads
Traffic whizzes by the drawbridge
Trash closes in and no one realizes
My neighborhood crying out
I grew up with pecan trees shading me
I miss the hugging world
Love sustains me
Trouble calls a hero
Let's hold onto hope
Neon rain all around me
Cross the railroads
Traffic whizzes by the drawbridge
Trash closes in and no one realizes
My neighborhood crying out
I grew up with pecan trees shading me
I miss the hugging world
Love sustains me
Trouble calls a hero
Let's hold onto hope
HOUSTON by Jamie
This is my world
The space city
Dirt roads tell a story
The past
The future
No one realizes our power
Our strength
My heart is beating
I see it differently than you
This is my city
The space city
Dirt roads tell a story
The past
The future
No one realizes our power
Our strength
My heart is beating
I see it differently than you
This is my city
HOUSTON-DENVER HARBOR by Edwin
I see it differently
I hear the bangs at night
I hear a horn in the distance bringing treats
People trying to get through in life
Animals running free along the streets
The smell of burning meat
Loud trumpets and guitars blocks away
Broken homes that won't fix themselves
Safety beyond the reach of our hands
Love it or hate it
It will always be my home
I hear the bangs at night
I hear a horn in the distance bringing treats
People trying to get through in life
Animals running free along the streets
The smell of burning meat
Loud trumpets and guitars blocks away
Broken homes that won't fix themselves
Safety beyond the reach of our hands
Love it or hate it
It will always be my home
HOUSTON by Gaby
I see it differently
I grew up with rolls on like thunder
Dirt roads closing in on me
Railroads stretch away from the city
The sun burns my skin
It smells like neon rain
It tastes like ice cream trucks
Believe in the future
This is my world
Space City
Houston
I grew up with rolls on like thunder
Dirt roads closing in on me
Railroads stretch away from the city
The sun burns my skin
It smells like neon rain
It tastes like ice cream trucks
Believe in the future
This is my world
Space City
Houston
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