Hello Little Town

This city of ours is laid before me
Left of where I sit - the creeping Western suburbs in mist
Goodbye Odeon Lounge
Italy pizzas and rundown brick and cement symmetry
Supporting billboards in their thousands

Hello Little Town, you comfort me
Sometimes I don’t know why I want to leave you

See the island of green – the Symond St cemetery trees
Highways and over bridges enclose sky scrapers in the clouds
And this is where I live! Inside bus routes and Turkish rugs
Look towards the Domain and you will see me singing

Hello Little Town, you comfort me
Sometimes I don’t know why I want to leave 
Leave you