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A recorded reading of “City Of Hands”. If the player does not load, use the original audio source.
Crosswalk drums, taxi hums, murals loud with breath. Vendors sing the verses; we carry the hooks. Traffic teaches metronome; windows flash the sun; hand to hand, we’re one. Hand high, stand by; we try, we fly. Shoes keep rhythm; skyline grins; each block a chorus of friends. Shadows clap along the street, left, right, feel the heat. Brass parades, pennywhistle shades; the call is simple: Hands up! hands up! Stand up! stand up! Hand high, stand by; we try, we fly, until the last hands fall, still bright in the air.
Instructional lyrics
[Intro: horn stab + clap pickup] (Heh!) city wakes. [Verse 1] Crosswalk drums; taxi hums; murals on the bricks. Vendors sing the verses; we supply the licks. [Pre-Chorus] Traffic makes a metronome; windows catch the sun. (Hand to hand) we’re one. [Chorus] Hand high, stand by We try, we fly Hand high, stand by We try, we fly [Verse 2] Shoes in rhythm; skyline grins; rhythm never ends. Every block a chorus full of friends. [Pre-Chorus] Shadows clap along the street. (Left—right) feel the heat. [Horn Soli: bright, playful] (Do-ba-doo) brass parade. (Do-ba-doo) pennywhistle shade. [Bridge: chant] [Leader:] Hands up! [Crowd:] (Hands up!) [Leader:] Stand up! [Crowd:] (Stand up!) [Chorus] Hand high, stand by We try, we fly Hand high, stand by We try, we fly [Outro] (Hands—hands—hands) fade.
Song info
Big gang-vocal marabi-pop, 108 BPM, G major; brass stabs, marabi piano, clap choir; pennywhistle fills; plate 1.1 s. Arr: V1 (downtown bustle) → Pre → chorus ≤0:34 → V2 → Pre → Chorus → Chorus → Horn soli → Bridge (crowd chant) → Final Chorus → Final Chorus.
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