I face the city everyday.
Traffic, work, people, demands.
I keep it bundled inside.
The warrior in me.
It runs wild sometimes.
Asking to be set free.
My inhibitions keep it in its cage.
My afraid-ness the keys.
How I want to let it free.
The being cast in a million years.
Its painted face and spear.
How it helped us all survive.
The city says, keep it in the cage.
Oh, how I want it to be free...