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The City Knows - Soul Filter (Official Music Video)
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Karen Ann Penton
Karen Ann Penton
Paroles/Composition
John Michael Penton
John Michael Penton
Paroles/Composition
Colin Kirk MacDonald
Colin Kirk MacDonald
Paroles/Composition
John-Angus MacDonald
John-Angus MacDonald
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Chris Bernard Kirby
Chris Bernard Kirby
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John-Angus MacDonald
John-Angus MacDonald
Production
Jake Charron
Jake Charron
Ingénierie de prise de son
Donald Richard
Donald Richard
Ingénierie de prise de son
Kevin Dietz
Kevin Dietz
Ingénierie de mixage
Dan Weston
Dan Weston
Ingénierie de mastérisation

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There's a pretty fantasy An emerald buried somewhere in the city If it glitters then it's gold My ruby shoes are gonna save my soul Milk and honey wait for me At the end of a fairy tale street Got no reason to disbelieve Sometimes I feel like it wants me to leave The city it knows I'm on my own Over my head and far from home All my dreams are calling me I'm caught between this concrete feeling and a stone And the city knows Got a suitcase full of doubt I'm starvin' half to death with a hunger for a crowd Colored paper in the wind Just another sinner trying to buy my way in My endless summer's dying All the leaves are brown And what I lost is more than what I found The city it knows I'm on my own Over my head and far from home All my dreams are calling me I'm caught between this concrete feeling and a stone And the city knows The city knows you're just one in a million The city knows you're just a dollar sign The city knows you're out of your element The city knows you're out of your mind I am an ocean I captivate and sparkle I'm wide open I'm a natural miracle But I hit the rocks and break like anyone else Can't make it stop but I've got to be myself I'm a mystery, powerful and magical Suffer the silence Sleeping in the cold An old number calling me back home The city it knows I'm on my own Over my head and far from home All my dreams are calling me And I don't want to go The city it knows I'm on my own Over my head and far from home And all my dreams are calling me I'm caught between this concrete feeling and a stone
Writer(s): Colin Macdonald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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