| Right in the heart of the city
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| I saw shadow that you breathe
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| Feet stampeding on me
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| I ask myself, «Is this real?»
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| Right in the heart of the city
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| I saw shadow that you breathe
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| Feet stampeding on me
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| I ask myself, «Is this real?»
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| But I am pulled towards her
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| She’s my city rose
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| Though others bend towards me
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| She’s the calm in me, but she’s the bones I know
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| My city rose
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| Who knows, who knows, who knows, who knows?
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| Who knows, who knows, who knows?
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| Who knows, who knows, who knows?
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| Who knows, who knows, who?
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| Right in the heart of the city
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| Right in the heart of the city
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| I saw shadow that you breathe
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| She lays still, but lonely
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| I ask myself, «Is this real?»
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| But I am pulled towards her
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| She’s my city rose
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| Though others bend towards me
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| She’s the calm in me, but she’s the bones I know
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| My city rose |