From the recording Dear Companions
Lyrics
TROUBLE WITH THIS CITY
The trouble with this city, is the fact that you are in it
And I am in it to,
The trouble with this city
I cannot make it separate, separate from you
It’s true it’s me that came here, but now I need to go
Three hours and a plane ride
Till I can get back home
The trouble with this city, is all the people to and fro
The trouble with this city is no one seems alone
The trouble with this city, is amongst all the noise and hum
It could never find the words, or to keep us both from harm
The trouble with this city, it simply never tried
To offer consolation, or a way to just get through
The trouble with this city is the way it’s tied up in you
The trouble with this city
especially now you have another
and I still have you and you both have each other