Mercy for Cities - John Francis

I dreamed a dream of the city in the key of C-major

Skyscrapers, and stars between the lovers

And the thousand sad faces

Fugitive barrooms and streetcars

I live in the subway where nobody sees you

And people parade past like pigeons

I wrap myself up in the flag of my country

There’s music down here but so few listening

Mercy, mercy, mercy, oh

I met a soldier who lost his leg in this last war

No one wanted and he asked for a dollar

And from the look in his eye

I’d say he’d lost much more and the thought

The thought makes me shudder

I know there’s something called mercy for cities

If there’s a god well he’s heartbroken too

Fills up the crack and pot holes with pity

Fills up the spaces between me and you

Mercy, mercy, mercy, oh

Fills up the cracks and potholes with pity

Fills up the spaces between me and you

Fills up the spaces between me and you

Fills up the spaces between me and you