(Justin Hayward)



Neon the city's sun

Taxis like beetles run, and I see

Pavements with yellow lines

Grey walls and big bold signs with darkness

Up above, all around

In the sky, on the ground

This is what, I have found

Cities, cities



Here the flowers don't grow

Here the river's just a sewer

People who move below

Buildings with smells and noise and darkness

Up above, all around

In the sky, on the ground

This is what, I have found

Cities, cities



Not for me

No, no I don't believe you

It's not the place to be

No, no I won't believe you



Here the flowers don't grow

Here the river's just a sewer

People who move below

Buildings with smells and noise and darkness

Up above, all around

In the sky, on the ground

This is what I have found

Cities, cities, cities



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