This City 歌词

First of long haul jets are rumbling In to land, far away Rest your weary, travelled eyes Fixed here on the ground In the distance sirens wine, a night shift ends, a child cries Market stalls go up, I hang around And I'm still drunk on lies, so I won’t sleep tonight. Oh this city holds my eyes, so I won’t sleep tonight. Branded by a blackbird singing Circles round our guttered souls And I’ll dance amongst the bottles, broken Scarred us as our lives unfold And I’ll stay here with the strangers, stragglers Workers smoke the crack of dawn A fault-line through the city For the takers, and the hangers on