We are broken
instruments,
burst wide open,
smashed and bent.
Not what you'd expect
from these city streets.
Who serves to protect
the orchestra in me?
Conductor! Conductor!
I feel electricity.
Conductor! Conductor!
Can you bring out
the song in me?
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