Lyrics City on the Hill - Howard Shore
"The
City"
This
city
never
sleeps
I
hear
the
people
walk
by
when
it's
late
Sirens
bleed
through
my
windowsill
I
can't
close
my
eyes
Don't
control
what
I'm
into
This
tower
is
alive
The
lights
that
blind
keep
me
awake
With
my
hood
up
and
lace
untied
Sleep
fills
my
mind
Don't
control
what
I'm
into
London
calls
me
a
stranger
A
traveller
This
is
now
my
home,
my
home
I'm
burning
on
the
back
street
Stuck
here
sitting
in
the
backseat
I'm
blazing
on
the
street
What
I
do
isn't
up
to
you
And
if
the
city
never
sleeps
Then
that
makes
two
The
pavement
is
my
friend
Hey,
and
it
will
take
me
where
I
need
to
go
I
find
it
trips
me
up
And
puts
me
down
This
is
not
what
I'm
used
to
The
shop
across
the
road
Fulfills
my
needs
and
gives
me
company
When
I
need
it
Voices
speak
through
my
walls
I
don't
think
I'm
gonna
make
it
Past
tomorrow
London
calls
me
a
stranger
A
traveller
This
is
now
my
home,
my
home
I'm
burning
on
the
back
street
Stuck
here
sitting
in
the
backseat
I'm
blazing
on
the
street
What
I
do
isn't
up
to
you
And
if
the
city
never
sleeps
Then
that
makes
two
And
my
lungs
hurt
And
my
ears
bled
With
the
sound
of
the
city
life
Echoed
in
my
head
Do
I
need
this
to
keep
me
alive?
The
traffic
stops
and
starts
But
I
need
to
move
along
London
calls
me
a
stranger
This
is
not
my
home
I'm
burning
on
the
back
street
Stuck
here
sitting
in
the
backseat
I'm
blazing
on
the
street
What
I
do
isn't
up
to
you
And
if
the
city
never
sleeps
Then
that
makes
two

1 Investigative Journalism
2 Deference and Complicity
3 Pain and Anguish
4 Spotlight
5 The Directories
6 Courthouse
7 Keep Silent
8 Practice and Policy
9 Pressure of the Church
10 The Story Breaks
11 Legacy
12 The Sealed Documents
13 The Globe Newsroom
14 Night Mass
15 Summer Investigation
16 The Children
17 Delivering the News
18 City on the Hill
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