[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]