Streets of Edinburgh

Along these broken pavements I let my mind run free The past and the present Seem just the same to me The people I have loved most Among these stones did dwell And in the plainest language Their stories they did tell The pass, they pass They pass, they pass The streets of Edinburgh Hold half the World for me In scores, in droves The living and the ghosts The streets of Edinburgh Mean most to me Depending on your viewpoint This place is blessed or cursed And in the years I've lived here I've seen the best and worst An air of sordid passion A look of dirty grace But not right in your face It's not that kind of place The pass, they pass They pass, they pass The streets of Edinburgh Hold half the World for me In scores, in droves The living and the ghosts The streets of Edinburgh Mean most to me Down greasy pot-holed roadways I watch the traffic crawl But for the cars and buses I give no thought at all I think about the future I wonder at her health How with this human wealth She does renew herself The pass, they pass They pass, they pass The streets of Edinburgh Hold half the World for me In scores, in droves The living and the ghosts The streets of Edinburgh Mean most to me