The City We Call Home

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The city we see is the city we were born in
Blond haired kids playing ping pong games
And the first fallen snow
The future called us then
And it calls us now again
Oh no, no one is listening
No one hears the beating drum

The city we call home
The city we call home

The city we see is the city we were born in
So perfect, so desperate
You’d found bibles like magazines
We’re smiling the night that we hear, hear them whispering
Oh no, no we don’t see a thing
Is this is the city we call our home

The city we call home
The city we call home

compositores: Tomas Andersson Wij