Land Of The Living
Lucy KaplanskyVersion1
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Late afternoon, back in New York town
Waking up as the wheels touch down
Pick up my guitar and walk away
Wish I was going home to stay
Line of taxis, I wait my turn
Tar and asphalt, exhaust and fumes
Be side the road on a patch of ground
Taxi drivers are kneeling down
'Neath the concrete sky I watch them pray
While the people of the world hurry on their way
I think they're praying for us all today
And the stories that fell from the sky that day
This is the land of the living
This is the land that's mine
She still watches over Man hattan
She's still holding onto that torch for life
Back home fire's still burning, I can see it in the air
Pictures of faces posted everywhere
They say "Hazel eyes and chestnut hair
Mother of two, missing down there"
I pass the firemen on duty tonight
Carpets of flowers in candlelight
And "Thank you" in a child's scrawl
Taped to the 3rd Street firehouse wall
There's shadows of the lost on the faces I see
Brothers and strangers on this island of grief
There's death in the air but there's life on this street
There's life on this street
Got in a taxi, said "Hudson St. please"
He started the meter and he looked at me
I glanced at his name on the back of the seat
And I looked out the window at the ghost-filled streets
I noticed cuts on his hand and his face
I said "You're bleeding, are you okay?"
He said "I'm not so good, got beat up today
And I'm not one of them no matter what they say
I'm just worried about my family
My wife's in the house and she's scared to leave"
And I didn't know what to say
I didn't know what to say
But I said a prayer for him anyway
This is the land of the living
This is the land that's mine
She still watches over Man hattan
She's still holding onto that torch for life
Holding on for life
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Readable chord sheet for Land Of The Living by Lucy Kaplansky
[G] Late afternoon, back in New York town [Em] Waking up as the wheels touch down [D/F#] Pick up my guitar and walk away [C] Wish I was going home to stay [G] Line of taxis, I wait my turn [Em] Tar and asphalt, exhaust and fumes Be [D/F#] side the road on a patch of ground [C] Taxi drivers are kneeling down 'Neath the [G] concrete sky I watch them pray While the [Em] people of the world hurry on their way I [D/F#] think they're praying for us all today And the [C] stories that fell from the sky that day [Em] This is the [C] land of the [G] living [D/F#] [Em] This is the [C] land that's [D/F#] mine [Em] She still watches [C] over Man [G] hattan [D/F#] She's still [Em] holding onto that [C] torch for [D/F#] life Back home [G] fire's still burning, I can see it in the air [Em] Pictures of faces posted everywhere They say [D/F#] "Hazel eyes and chestnut hair [C] Mother of two, missing down there" I pass the [G] firemen on duty tonight [Em] Carpets of flowers in candlelight And [D/F#] "Thank you" in a child's scrawl [C] Taped to the 3rd Street firehouse wall There's [G] shadows of the lost on the faces I see [Em] Brothers and strangers on this island of grief There's [D/F#] death in the air but there's life on this street [C] There's life on this street [G] Got in a taxi, said "Hudson St. please" He [Em] started the meter and he looked at me I [D/F#] glanced at his name on the back of the seat And I [C] looked out the window at the ghost-filled streets I [G] noticed cuts on his hand and his face I said [Em] "You're bleeding, are you okay?" He said "I'm [D/F#] not so good, got beat up today And I'm [C] not one of them no matter what they say I'm just [G] worried about my family My [Em] wife's in the house and she's scared to leave" [D/F#] And I didn't know what to say I didn't know what to say [C] But I said a prayer for him [D/F#] anyway [Em] This is the [C] land of the [G] living [D/F#] [Em] This is the [C] land that's [D/F#] mine [Em] She still watches [C] over Man [G] hattan [D/F#] She's still [Em] holding onto that [C] torch for [D/F#] life Holding on for [G] life