The Golden Era

You were once at your peak....
Growing up I barely knew you,
but your essence still remains.

7th and Broadway.
Walking through a sea of lost souls.
You lead....I follow.

The grid is simple to understand.
The golden era of better days.
Simple times.

Marilyn why did you do it?
She never let you down...

I find a place to rest down the alley.
They say those old souls are coming together again.
And you leave in a state of panic...

I wonder if there was a reason.
The city keeps feeding me lies...

I think of us...

The golden era we once shared...

dont lose hope.