Two Worlds apart - electro
Tell me why we're worlds apart
While standing so close in the same street's heart
Skyscrapers rise, touch the clouds so high
But below them, the broken barely survive
A child sleeps cold on the hard concrete
While money flows where the rich compete
In one hand dreams, in the other grind
Parallel lives, fate unkind
A child sleeps cold on the hard concrete
While money flows where the rich compete
In one hand dreams, in the other grind
Parallel lives, fate unkind
What's the story no one sees?
Where's the answer to these silent pleas?
We're close, but the gap is wide
Two different worlds we can't collide
Man with a suit, sipping black gold
Turns a blind eye to the streets so cold
Bent back, old lady, clutching tight a shawl
Invisible amongst the city sprawl
Neon lights, where the shadows hide
Desperate souls under moon's pale tide
Luxury penthouse, ceiling of stars
Meanwhile, hunger gnaws through iron bars
City's pulse, a rhythm offbeat
Harmony lost, a discordant street
Silent cries weave the urban song
But the chords of justice play too long
City's pulse, a rhythm offbeat
Harmony lost, a discordant street
Silent cries weave the urban song
But the chords of justice play too long
While standing so close in the same street's heart
Skyscrapers rise, touch the clouds so high
But below them, the broken barely survive
A child sleeps cold on the hard concrete
While money flows where the rich compete
In one hand dreams, in the other grind
Parallel lives, fate unkind
A child sleeps cold on the hard concrete
While money flows where the rich compete
In one hand dreams, in the other grind
Parallel lives, fate unkind
What's the story no one sees?
Where's the answer to these silent pleas?
We're close, but the gap is wide
Two different worlds we can't collide
Man with a suit, sipping black gold
Turns a blind eye to the streets so cold
Bent back, old lady, clutching tight a shawl
Invisible amongst the city sprawl
Neon lights, where the shadows hide
Desperate souls under moon's pale tide
Luxury penthouse, ceiling of stars
Meanwhile, hunger gnaws through iron bars
City's pulse, a rhythm offbeat
Harmony lost, a discordant street
Silent cries weave the urban song
But the chords of justice play too long
City's pulse, a rhythm offbeat
Harmony lost, a discordant street
Silent cries weave the urban song
But the chords of justice play too long
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