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Listen to The City Knows - Single by Soul Filter
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karen Ann Penton
Karen Ann Penton
Songwriter
John Michael Penton
John Michael Penton
Songwriter
Colin Kirk MacDonald
Colin Kirk MacDonald
Songwriter
John-Angus MacDonald
John-Angus MacDonald
Songwriter
Chris Bernard Kirby
Chris Bernard Kirby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John-Angus MacDonald
John-Angus MacDonald
Producer
Jake Charron
Jake Charron
Recording Engineer
Donald Richard
Donald Richard
Recording Engineer
Kevin Dietz
Kevin Dietz
Mixing Engineer
Dan Weston
Dan Weston
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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
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