I am a wall that watches you walk You see me too, but we'll never talk I have but one name yet I am known for one million My heads blend with yours like a sort of chameleon I hide from lights of the city above You may know this city: City of Love

I have cities, but no houses. I have rivers, but no water. I have roads, but no cars. What am I?

Ships look to me to light their way. I shine bright in the night, still stand tall in the day. A beacon of hope if you're lost at sea. Look to me to find land, matey.

I’ve sent a titan to its eternal bed, Yet I’m crisp, validated when you’re eating my head. When seen, it’s only a peak, just a thread. In a sea of green or blue, be aware of your tread.

I welcome ships, a haven for rest. I hold what festers, ill-will manifest. I shelter from storm or trap feelings within. One word, different meanings, one safe and one grim.