I am from the magnificent yellow river across the blue sea From peaceful town of beef noodle and tasty beer I am from the villa in the summit of the hill, grandly, lovely and splendidly It has dulcet weather around the peak of the mountain
I am from the YangZi River under the Three Gorges dam. From delicious Hot-dry noodles and lovely Doupi. I am from the enduring first YangZi bridge, a magnificent, lithe bridge.
I am from hockey sticks piled in the garage like a stack of firewood From where Squamscott beverages are made and where Sig Sauer firearms are manufactured I am from the tree infused woodlands the majestic scenery fills the land It sounded windy as the trees swayed back and fourth
Im from 303 main street with the yellow front door im from the house known as haunted im from big wheels on the tennis court and broken pieces of pastel chalk
I am from the sound of trumpets in my grandfather's war stories Every night I go to bed, all the pieces of it dancing around my head I am from my grandmother's jaggy sweater and splotchy apron covered by the unsettling smell of fish
I am from the great white mountains and the forever flowing crystal rivers where once a great god looked over us like a father looks over his children i am from the assortment of spices on the wood shelves and the freshly picked herbs hanging from the fiery hearth
I am from the bay state From the rolling green hillsides and the abundant horse farms i am from the quiet cozy green home I am from the tall trees The small epigaea repens
Im from the coasts were the Vikings sailed out Im from burned wizard to Vikings Im from extraordinary fairytales Im from the little mermaid to the great belts bridge Im from the country with a historian monarchy
I am from a never ending heart beat of a fast city From cool thirst quenching Arizona and a sizzling bacon egg and cheese I am from the typical over priced two bedroom apartment
I am from the metropolis floating above the water. Night is always day while the city lights are nighttime sun. Where iron pythons run like rockets darting to your destination. Where concrete is our earth and steel hits our sky.
I am from the Borough of promise, a city of fresh concrete and dreams from the borough where a street sing is a persons state of being I am from the underground highway of dreams a place where a person can go from projects to penthouse and only end up across the street.
From peaceful town of beef noodle and tasty beer
I am from the villa in the summit of the hill, grandly, lovely and splendidly
It has dulcet weather around the peak of the mountain
That smells like fish and sea
From delicious Hot-dry noodles and lovely Doupi.
I am from the enduring first YangZi bridge,
a magnificent, lithe bridge.
A lonely childhood, nothing but toys
And busy parents, always working
From where Squamscott beverages are made and where Sig Sauer firearms are manufactured
I am from the tree infused woodlands the majestic scenery fills the land
It sounded windy as the trees swayed back and fourth
Which is a beautiful and famous mountain.
im from the house known as haunted
im from big wheels on the tennis court
and broken pieces of pastel chalk
I am a tiny star that you can't see
I am from the huge brutal quiet jungle
A rock in the river that you let go
The history is like a long river ends
I am from the Great Wall in China
Million people's lives set it up
I am from my grandmother's jaggy sweater and splotchy apron
covered by the unsettling smell of fish
And great Qin dynast
From bleacher creatures and curtain calls
And kick-boxers influencing the night life.
I am from the city that never sleeps,
From the tubulent rush for everything,
as Lady Liberty composedly shepherds the fun.
It smells like fresh sewage
with the cloud of fried food, cigarettes and reefer.
where once a great god looked over us like a father looks over his children
i am from the assortment of spices on the wood shelves
and the freshly picked herbs hanging from the fiery hearth
From the rolling green hillsides
and the abundant horse farms
i am from the quiet cozy green home
I am from the tall trees
The small epigaea repens
Im from burned wizard to Vikings
Im from extraordinary fairytales
Im from the little mermaid to the great belts bridge
Im from the country with a historian monarchy
From cool thirst quenching Arizona
and a sizzling bacon egg and cheese
I am from the typical over priced two bedroom apartment
Night is always day while the city lights are nighttime sun.
Where iron pythons run like rockets darting to your destination.
Where concrete is our earth and steel hits our sky.
from the borough where a street sing is a persons state of being
I am from the underground highway of dreams
a place where a person can go from projects to penthouse and only end up across the street.