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City On The Hill 
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Did you hear of the city on a hill?
Said one old man to the other
It once and it would be shining still
But they all started turning on each other
You see the poets thought the dancers were shallow
And the soldiers thought the poets were weak
And the elders saw the young ones as foolish
And the man never heard the poor man speak
And one by one they ran away
With their up to leave it all behind
And the began to fade
In the city on a hill
The on a hill
Each one that they knew better
But there were by design
Instead of standing strong together
They let their differences divide
And one by one they ran away
With made up minds to leave it all behind
And the to fade
In the city on a hill
The city on a hill
And the world is searchin' still
But it was the rhythm of the dancers
gave the poets life
It was the of the poets
gave the strength to fight
It was the fire of the young ones
It was the of the old
It was the of the poor man
needed be told...
It is the rhythm of the dancers
gives the poets life
It is the spirit of the poets
That gives the soldiers strength to fight
It is the fire of the ones
It is the wisdom of the old
It is the story of the poor man
That's to be told...
One by one, will we run away?
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade
In the city on a hill?
One by one, will we run away?
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the begins to fade
In the city on a hill?
The city on a hill
Come home
And the Father's calling still
Come home
To the city on the hill
home
Said one old man to the other
It once and it would be shining still
But they all started turning on each other
You see the poets thought the dancers were shallow
And the soldiers thought the poets were weak
And the elders saw the young ones as foolish
And the man never heard the poor man speak
And one by one they ran away
With their up to leave it all behind
And the began to fade
In the city on a hill
The on a hill
Each one that they knew better
But there were by design
Instead of standing strong together
They let their differences divide
And one by one they ran away
With made up minds to leave it all behind
And the to fade
In the city on a hill
The city on a hill
And the world is searchin' still
But it was the rhythm of the dancers
gave the poets life
It was the of the poets
gave the strength to fight
It was the fire of the young ones
It was the of the old
It was the of the poor man
needed be told...
It is the rhythm of the dancers
gives the poets life
It is the spirit of the poets
That gives the soldiers strength to fight
It is the fire of the ones
It is the wisdom of the old
It is the story of the poor man
That's to be told...
One by one, will we run away?
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade
In the city on a hill?
One by one, will we run away?
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the begins to fade
In the city on a hill?
The city on a hill
Come home
And the Father's calling still
Come home
To the city on the hill
home
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