TOWN  WITHOUT PITY

HOW  CAN I  STAY

THIS 

TOWNS SLAVE ...

WHEN I CAN TURN

AND 

JUST WALK AWAY  .

NO PITY

FOR THE LONG, LONELY DAYS ...

NO SORROW

FOR THE HOURS OF GRAYS .

NO TOMORROWS 

ARE

LEFT FOR ME HERE ...

IT'S TOMORROWS

THAT

 I'VE ALWAYS FEARED .

IT'S

A TOWN WITHOUT PITY ...

LEAVING ME

 EMPTY AND COLD ...

SO

I'LL LEAVE FOR A CITY ...

WHERE  NO ONE

I'LL KNOW.

SAY

HELLO TO A CITY ...

NOT

 THE TOWN WITHOUT PITY  ...

SO COLD .

BY: PAM GALLO

DREAMER

2006