the camera eye

• sözleri tam olarak şöyle olan mükemmel rush parçası;
  
  i
  grim-faced and forbidding,
  their faces closed tight,
  an angular mass of new yorkers
  pacing in rhythm,
  race the oncoming night,
  they chase through the streets of manhattan.
  head-first humanity,
  pause at a light,
  then flow through the streets of the city.
  
  they seem oblivious
  to a soft spring rain,
  like an english rain
  so light, yet endless
  from a leaden sky.
  
  the buildings are lost
  in their limitless rise.
  my feet catch the pulse
  and the purposeful stride.
  
  i feel the sense of possibilities,
  i feel the wrench of hard realities.
  the focus is sharp in the city.
  
  ii
  wide-angle watcher
  on life's ancient tales,
  steeped in the history of london.
  
  green and grey washes
  in a wispy white veil
  mist in the streets of westminster.
  wistful and weathered,
  the pride still prevails,
  alive in the streets of the city.
  
  are they oblivious
  to this quality?
  a quality
  of light unique to
  every city's streets.
  
  pavements may teem
  with intense energy,
  but the city is calm
  in this violent sea.