Manehattan

By Le Soldat Pony

I wake up one morning, and now without my friends
Everypony just drifts away
I see the city and helpless I stand
Our lives change easy as molding clay

Home, come take me home
Through the wind and the rain
Blades cut to the bone
Run to your river, run to your plain

I’ll never know just why I did
Run off to see that city bright
I know my sight is small, but wherever I stand
The city keeps me from the light

Home, come take me home
Through the wind and the rain
Blades cut to the bone
Run to your river, run to your plain