City Lights

Whenever I feel lonely, or miss my family, I sit by my window at twilight, And wait for the world to sing me a lullaby.

Lately even the stars have moved into cities, Having dropped from the skies To hang on car headlights And retire to concrete homes for the nights.

And who wouldn’t find comfort in thousands of electronic fireflies As they carry them in good sleep,

And who wouldn’t find comfort in thousands of electronic fireflies As they carry them in good sleep, As they carry them gently in dreams…