Inside the canyons of glass towering steel 
The shadows and the footsteps that never stop to feel 
The lights have changed from red to green 
And yes I've changed my mind 
Pick up the phone and tell someone 
"Just get off my line!" 
Up on the corner, newsboys daily blues 
Of love & life & accidents & passing stranger's views 
The valet hold no heroes the dealer holds, he said, 
Sun goes down, the lights come up 
The wheel turns in your head. 
You make connections, you win elections 
That ain't gonna be enough! 
Running out of time – you known it 
Pui it on the line – it's loaded 
Fear erodes, hate explodes. 
Can't hold back now, take your passion to the streets. 
'Cause the city, is out of control 
It's the city, can't you hear it? 
Crying – out of control.