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Soul of the City

Words and Music by Colin Ward


A cold front is coming and the wind howls on,
Soon we'll hear the raindrops on the roof,
The essence of cigar drifts in the open window,
The smoking man upstairs remains aloof

There's a lawn being mown and leaves are being blown,
The notion of a muffler is ignored,
A siren chases business where a man has fallen ill,
The children at the pool scream in discord

The sounds of the city rattling my brain,
I try to rise above the constant noise,
Not much I can do to stop the ringing in my ears,
Grit my teeth and maintain my poise.
It's just the soul of the city

A radio blasts out above the local marching band,
The Harley club is rumbling to the beach,
A diesel engine roars as a dumpster shows its hand,
I can hear a man on TV trying to preach

The sounds of the city rattling my brain,
I try to rise above the constant noise,
Not much I can do to stop the ringing in my ears,
Grit my teeth and maintain my poise.
It's just the soul of the city

Now at three in the morning, the wind has quieted down,
The radio no longer makes a sound,
I can hear your breathing, sleeping softly next to me,
You make me feel there's no-one else around
Despite the soul of the city

The sounds of the city rattling my brain,
I raise myself above the constant noise,
Not much I can do to stop the ringing in my ears,
With you here I can maintain my poise.
It's just the soul of the city
It's just the soul of the city.


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 © 2011 Bruce Kula and Colin Ward