
Across the water
smugly the city awaits,
for us to sail home.

Across the water
smugly the city awaits,
for us to sail home.

Just look hard enough
life gives us all comedy
even on the street.

Lighting up the sky,
optimists’ beacon of hope—
casino city.

When the sunlight hits,
sudden exposure blinds you—
darkness becomes clear.

Horizon blushes,
as daylight fades into night,
the blues disappear.