City Line Lyrics

In Overbrook

There was a crash

Under the August sky

Upon the corner of

Cardinal Ave and City Line

Atop Hawk Hill

A namesake's arrival in fire

McSheas and Bluesteins would all

Welcome the child

Philadelphia

Your birthed me here

But never felt like home

In a sea of all your people

I still feel so alone

So violent yet so beautiful

A garden of broken bones

Upon the skull of my best friend

Is where I build my throne yo

I was born on City Line

And had to fight like a young lion

I was born on City Line

And had to fight like a young lion

To survive

Philadelphia

Your birthed me here

But never felt like home

In a sea of all your people

I still feel so alone

So violent yet so beautiful

A garden of broken bones

Upon the hill of my best friend

Todd Marrone

I was born on City Line

And had to fight like a young lion

I was born on City Line

And from my city I will rise

To shine a light

And there are streets

That only I know

Where flowers do not grow

Amidst the echoes of gun smoke

I still have hope

There are streets

That only I know

Where you should not go

Under the cloak

Of the Quaker clock of gold

I dream of Virginia

And the Blue Ridge Mountain skies

And how I lived there as a child

For a little while"McShea" means"From the Hawk"

So by my name I will fly

Through the fire to be with you

For all time

For this I was born