Cracks In The City

Through the cracks in the city I can see the sad traces Of yesterday's empires With tomorrow's bad dreams They'll come back to haunt us Like the gaze in a mirror Reflecting the stakes that we took to extremes The cracks in the city Will trap us and trip us Making us fall to the ground that we love And through the cracks in the city I can hear voices calling Taking us all from below to above To above So I will follow this path That my life lays before me That yesterday's hero Never dared to dream About the stories and tales All the long hidden memories That sound like the echoes Of a tale told between Between the cracks in the city Will trap us and trip us Making us fall to the ground that we love And through the cracks in the city I can hear voices calling Taking us all from below to above To above The search for oblivion Starts out in the daylight Listening to people All trying to be first But dreaming in darkness Will offer no solace When all the king's horses Are dying of thirst The cracks in the city That will trap us and trip us Making us fall to the ground that we love And through the cracks in the city I can hear voices calling Taking us all from below to above To above --- Cracks In The City - Graham Nash