there's a rising in the people
to wage a peaceful life
the highway and the steeple
for a good man and his wife
two hearts make a rhythm
an engine-room of song
at the bosom of his woman
where love can do no wrong
we always have each other
to lift each other up
to live above the hunger
still thirsting for the cup
he lives above the city
whose heartbeat quickens dawn
it is no place of pity
in the cold light it is gone
on the surface people scratching
for the purchase of the dust
scratch deeper & they're watching
for the reaper in the rust
others walking thru the walls
in the company of angels
sweet forgiveness in their souls
to welcome any strangers
he lives above the city
where love can do no wrong
this is a place for pity
every heartbeat is a song
and it's only when you're broken
unburdened by you're pride
you can sing of what's unspoken
with nothing else to hide
and he lives above the city
and love can do no wrong
this is a place for pity
every heartbeat is a song