Malcolm Holcombe - The Mighty City lyrics

The blisterin' needles of rain On a day like the others Satisfaction surreal and so simple For a moment under cover I follow the sounds in the distance With a feelin' sore in my feet Breathin' believin' in sorrow Only now can be real Soaked to the bone by the rain Cold and lonely again and again That mighty city of trains Moves closer and closer within Plans mean nuthin' but time And time is not human Expectin' the mountains to fly To my hands like a woman Chorus The journey of youth is a short one No matter the sunrise and fall Older ones speak with a shuffle Sooner to answer my call. Chorus Chorus