Therese Jansson

 

 

Pavement
And footprints
Of blackened burdens
From broken men

Skyline
And sunrise
For battle cries
From hopeless women

And suddenly
You look the same as he or she or me
And in a city second
Your eyes are opened to the

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All the humans of New York
5 6 7 8
A thousand lives in every face
9 10 say it again
I'll be, you are, they have been
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All the humans of New York

Street lights
At nighttime
When all our demons 
Come back alive

Neon
And our song
Of revolution
Coming alive

And suddenly
You look the same as he or she or me
And in a city second
Your eyes are opened to the

1 2 3 4
All the humans of New York
5 6 7 8
A thousand lives in every face
9 10 say it again
I'll be, you are, they have been
1 2 3 4 
All the humans of New York

Would you get hope?
Would you gain a little closure?
Would it help you cope?
Would you step a little closer?
Would you see yourself
In a mirror made of pictures?
Would you find yourself
In a beautiful stranger?