How cruel is the golden rule
When the lives we lived are
Only golden plated?



And I knew that

The lights of this city
Were too heavy for me
And Though I carry karats

For everyone to see



And I saw God cry in
The reflection of my enemies
And all the lovers

With no time for me
And all of the mothers
Raised their babies



To stay away from me


Tongues on the sockets
Of electric dreams

When the sewage of youth
Drowned the spark of my teens


And I knew that
The lights of this city
Were too heavy for me

(Too heavy for me...)
And though I carry karats
For everyone to see

(Everyone to see...)



And pray they don't grow up to be me...