[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] Grim faced and forbidding, their faces closed tight An angular ma** of New Yorkers Pacing in rhythm, race the oncoming night They chase through the streets of Manhattan Head first humanity, pause at a light Then flow through the streets of the city They seem oblivious to a soft spring rain Like an English rain So light, yet endless From a leaden sky The buildings are lost in their limitless rise My feet catch the pulse and the purposeful stride [Chorus] I feel the sense of possibilities I feel the wrench of hard realities The focus is sharp in the city [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] Wide angle watcher on life's ancient tales Steeped in the history of London Green and grey washes in a wispy white veil Mist in the streets of Westminster Wistful and weathered, the pride still prevails Alive in the streets of the city Are they oblivious to this quality? A quality Of light unique to Every city's streets [Random studio chatter in the background] Pavements may teem with intense energy But the city is calm in this violent sea [Guitar Solo] [Chorus]