Lucy Kaplansky - Land of the living

^GLate afternoon, back in New York town ^EmWaking up as the wheels touch down ^D/F#Pick up my guitar and walk away ^CWish I was going home to stay

^GLine of taxis, I wait my turn ^EmTar and asphalt, exhaust and fumes Be^D/F#side the road on a patch of ground ^CTaxi drivers are kneeling down

'Neath the ^Gconcrete sky I watch them pray While the ^Empeople of the world hurry on their way I ^D/F#think they're praying for us all today And the ^Cstories that fell from the sky that day

^EmThis is the ^Cland of the ^Gliving ^{D/F# Em}This is the ^Cland that's ^D/F#mine ^EmShe still watches ^Cover Man^Ghattan ^D/F# She's still ^Emholding onto that ^Ctorch for ^D/F#life

Back home ^Gfire's still burning, I can see it in the air ^EmPictures of faces posted everywhere They say ^D/F#"Hazel eyes and chestnut hair ^CMother of two, missing down there"

I pass the ^Gfiremen on duty tonight ^EmCarpets of flowers in candlelight And ^D/F#"Thank you" in a child's scrawl ^CTaped to the 3rd Street firehouse wall

There's ^Gshadows of the lost on the faces I see ^EmBrothers and strangers on this island of grief There's ^D/F#death in the air but there's life on this street ^CThere's life on this street

^GGot in a taxi, said "Hudson St. please" He ^Emstarted the meter and he looked at me I ^D/F#glanced at his name on the back of the seat And I ^Clooked out the window at the ghost-filled streets

I ^Gnoticed 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 ^Cnot one of them no matter what they say

I'm just ^Gworried about my family My ^Emwife'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 ^CBut I said a prayer for him ^D/F#anyway

^EmThis is the ^Cland of the ^Gliving ^{D/F# Em}This is the ^Cland that's ^D/F#mine ^EmShe still watches ^Cover Man^Ghattan ^D/F# She's still ^Emholding onto that ^Ctorch for ^D/F#life Holding on for ^Glife