Play play in harmony
Lives beat is going on
Our urban symphony
Till days to past are gone
Day and night a song
With singings of our try
As we come on to long
In each our work and tie
Our feet are in tune
Though playing far too rough
And some are inopportune
Never coming to enough
Like wall flowers grow
The town people live
Taking time fast and slow
With their loves to give
There are no guarantees
Everything’s working fine
For those are mysteries
For day to day assign
We have our hope to find
And face an unlocked door
Just have an open mind
In a city of peace and war
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