Текст песни The City (Live) - Ed Sheeran
The
city
never
sleeps,
I
hear
the
people
walk
by
when
it's
late,
Sirens
beat
through
my
window
sill,
I
can't
close
my
eyes,
Don't
control
what
I'm
into.,
This
tower
is
alive,
With
lights
that
blind
keep
me
awake,
Put
my
hood
up,
unlace
and
tie,
The
street
fills
my
mind,
Don't
control
what
I'm
into.,
London
calls
me
a
stranger,
A
traveller,
This
is
now
my
home,
My
home,
Oh
Woah,
Burning
on
the
back
street,
Oh
Woah,
Stuck
here,
sitting
in
the
back
seat,
Oh
Woah,
I'm
blazing
on
the
street,
What
I
do
isn't
upto
you,
And
if
the
city
never
sleeps
then
that
makes
two.,
The
pavement
is
my
friend,
It'll
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.,
And
The
shop
across
the
road,
It
fills
my
needs
and
keeps
me
company,
When
I
need
it,
Voices
beat
through
my
walls,
I
don't
think
I'm
gonna
make
it,
Past
to-mor-roow.,
London
calls
me
a
stranger,
A
traveller,
This
is
now
my
home,
My
home,
Oh
Woah,
Burning
on
the
back
street,
Oh
Woah,
Stuck
here,
sitting
in
the
back
seat,
Oh
Woah,
And
I'm
blazing
on
the
street,
What
I
do
isn't
upto
you,
If
the
city
never
sleeps
then
that
makes
two.,
And
my
lungs
hurt,
And
my
ears
bled,
With
the
sounds
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
alone.,
London
calls
me
a
stranger,
This
is
not
my
home,
home,
Oh
Woah
Burning
on
the
back
street,
Oh
Woah,
Stuck
here,
sitting
in
the
back
seat,
Oh
Woah,
And
I'm
blazing
on
the
street,
What
I
do
isn't
upto
you,
If
the
city
never
sleeps
then
that
makes
two.,
I'm
from
the
city
where
the
rain
won't
cease,
Pollution
in
the
air
matches
that
on
the
streets,
The
black
smoke,
Gets
your
head
in
to
a
muddle
like,
Waliking
into
elephants,
Syringes
in
a
puddle
like,
I
was
a
country
boy
when
I
moved
out,
Grew
up
too
fast
for
my
family
to
find
out,
Now
I
try
to
stop
my
music
running
into
nosedives,
Can't
resort
the
arrogance
with
white
lights,
The
city
won't
erase
me,
But
I
can't
help
but
see
just
how
this
dark
city
changed
me,
It's
all
the
same
scene,
music
is
my
life,
But
now
I
try
to
fight
whatever
I
need
to
hide
from,
North,
South,
East,
West,
Londons
my
home
now,
knees
weak,
But
we
never
slowed
down,
Now
I
start
to
do
my
music
properly,
And
stay
away
from
all
the
negative
shit
that
will
follow
me.,
London
calls
me
a
stranger,
This
is
now
my
home,
Home,
Oh
Woah,
Burning
on
the
back
street,
Oh
Woah,
Stuck
here,
sitting
in
the
back
seat,
Oh
Woah,
And
I'm
blazing
on
the
street,
What
I
do
isn't
upto
you,
And
if
the
city
never
sleeps
then
that
makes
two
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