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A city of a body A metropolis of cells If you listen to it closely You can hear the ringing bells You can hear the cry of seagulls Always so much to say Stumbling to the kitchen Fog lifting off the bay Just an innocent game Of musical chairs Easy as a ball Rolling down stairs Truth is, I just got lucky Weren't really up to me When the music stopped And I was sittin' on your knee I've been mapping your coastline Now for a thousand years My skin is made of leather But not as tough as it appears Always another inlet How far do you dare to go? Cuz there is this place called infinite That your instruments don't show Letras de canciones A city of a body A metropolis of cells If you listen to it closely You can hear the ringin' bells You can hear the cry of seagulls Always so much to say Stumbling to the kitchen Fog lifting off the bay From Letras Mania