Children of the City

Pavement desert Concrete jungle Cosmic skyline Trains run under Lacking patience for another Now their families are a distant dream But you know that the city comes alive at night Shining street lights Bold as thunder But you know that the city comes alive at night Coldest winters Rainy summers But you know that the city comes alive at night The children of city and we're moving to fast We know our lives ain't been pretty so we live in the past