LOST IN THE CITY
©Trev Teasdel Coventry 1970
Lost in the city,
Homeless, hungry and tired.
Nowhere to go,
Lonely, jobless and broke.
What can I do?
Where can I go?
Everywhere I turn, my hand melts the snow.
Lost in the city
No purpose that I can find.
Nowhere to go,
No goal I can battle towards.
What do I do?
Where do I go?
Every flower I water refuses to grow.
Every man needs a purpose for which he can live.
He needs a direction to which his all he can give.
Toss your heart to a distant plain
And battle all out towards it.
Start seeking the shoe which best fits your foot.
Don’t be lost in the city,
No purpose that you can find.
Nowhere to go,
No goal you can battle towards.
What can you do?
Where can you go?
When every flower you water refuses to grow.
Don’t envy another man’s position,
Start establishing yourself,
Cos how can you know what wealth you possess
When you’re defeated by another’s success.
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Written after reading an article on homelessness in Reader’s Digerst at my Gran’s.
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Written after reading an article on homelessness in Reader’s Digerst at my Gran’s.
Cassette demo of Lost in the City recorded 1973 on an mono cassette.
Lost in the City version 2
This version of Lost in City on Soundclick