Benji Katz - Piedmont Stomp

The farmer's market's full of rancid fruit
I'm pedaling toffee from an empty booth
Salt water can make mountains move
But it won't sweep away this view
The business district is deserted, it's earned it
A pigeon's winking high atop a corner office
Across the street from the golden dome
There's a block of corrugated homes
It's not a residential zone
The sky's too blue to be sad
And traffic tricks you out of feeling lonely
Luckily, misfortune's just a fad
And cloud-bound towns cast iron shadows on the ground
They're hoarding fortunes in industrial lofts
Cutting loose in a butcher shop
The city's heart is on the menu but
It's still beating and the bleeding won't stop
There's a pot of gold on every corner in midtown
Window washers chasing colors in the clouds
Aspiring for hiring panes to clean
More preoccupied than proud
Blessings reflecting through the crowd
The sky's too blue to be sad
And traffic tricks you out of feeling lonely
Luckily, misfortune's just a fad
And cloud-bound towns cast iron shadows on the ground
Monthly reminders of how high I'll stoop
Slide through the door to leave me destitute
Despite all the ruckus I put up with you'd
Have to knock with a wrecking ball to make me move
The sky's too blue to be sad
And traffic tricks you out of feeling lonely
Luckily, misfortune's just a fad
And cloud-bound towns turn everything upside-down

Written by:
Benjamin Katz

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