Butterflies

When I was younger I chased butterflies
But now I look around and realize
that there are no butterflies around here any more.
Now theres more people everywhere,
and on ground that once was bare
they've built condos and shopping malls.
and on streets I walked where the sun shined
shadows grow as buildings climb,
and I get older getting colder every day.
The concrete stretches for miles-
They put it up in different styles,
but it still looks pretty ugly to me....
What a Pity, They've fucked up this city
where I grew up.
Now it's grown too big and there's no room left for me.
Maybe it was just 'cause I was younger,
but people here seemed friendlier,
and life was so much simpler when I was growing up.
People closed up as a defense,
protecting what little space they had left,
and now everyone's uptight and tense.
The city's bleakness make's people numb-
Sounds and lights escape from having to deal with anyone.
I want to live in a place where I can see a smile
on the face of someone passing by and say "hi"...
Now I need to find a place
where I can grow and climb
and I can chase
butterflies again.