THE BIG CITY
It's blinding All the agony and pain
They all look the same All put up to this facade All imprisoned in uniforms
Yet out of every four One is dying inside
Another is suffering from heartbreak One is happy to see you cry
One is my man.
It's blinding All the agony and pain
They all look the same All put up to this facade All imprisoned in uniforms
Yet out of every four One is dying inside
Another is suffering from heartbreak One is happy to see you cry
One is my man.
Karen Bassey's "The Big City" paints urban life as overwhelming and cold. The speaker opens with the word "blinding," as if the city's agony and pain are too bright and too much to take in.
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