Concrete Collective - Sidewalk Stories Lyrics

Walking these streets, every day and night
I see faces, some dark, some bright
Each one a story, waiting to be told
Sidewalk stories, they never get old

There's the lady, with the kind, tired eyes
Selling flowers, under the city's skies
She's got a tale, of love and loss
Sidewalk stories, the city's criss-cross

Sidewalk stories, they paint a picture
Of the city's heart, and its mixture
Every step, a new tale to unfold
Sidewalk stories, they're pure gold

The old man, sitting on the bench
With a chess board, and a heart to clench
He's seen it all, the good and bad
Sidewalk stories, some happy, some sad

Sidewalk stories, they paint a picture
Of the city's heart, and its mixture
Every step, a new tale to unfold
Sidewalk stories, they're pure gold

The kids playing, in the alley way
Their laughter echoing, through the urban fray
They've got dreams, as big as the moon
Sidewalk stories, they'll be over too soon

Sidewalk stories, they paint a picture
Of the city's heart, and its mixture
Every step, a new tale to unfold
Sidewalk stories, they're pure gold