Casting Crowns - City On The Hill lyrics
[Casting Crowns - City On The Hill lyrics]
Did you hear of the city on the hill?
Said one old man to other
It once shined bright and it
Would be shining still
But they all started turning on each other
You see
The poets thought the dancers were shallow
And the soldiers thought the poets were weak
And the elders saw the young ones as foolish
And the rich man never heard
The poor man speak
And one by one, they ran away
With their made up minds to
Leave it all behind
And the light began to fade in
The city on the hill the city on the hill
Each one thought that they knew better
But they were different by design
Instead of standing strong together
They let their differences divide
And one by one, they ran away
With their made up minds to
Leave it all behind
And the light began to fade in
The city on the hill the city on the hill
And the world is searching still
But it was the rhythm of the
Dancers that gave the poets life
It was the spirit of the poets that
Gave the soldiers strength to fight
It was the fire of the young ones
It was the wisdom of the old
It was the story of the poor
Man that needed to be told
It is the rhythm of the dancers
That gives the poets life
It is the spirit of the poets that
Gives the soldiers strength to fight
It is the fire of the young ones
It is the wisdom of the old
It is the story of the poor
Man that's needing to be told
And one by one, will we run away
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade in
The city on the hill
And one by one, will we run away
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade in
The city on the hill the city on the hill
Come home and the father's calling still
Come home to the city on the hill
Come home
Said one old man to other
It once shined bright and it
Would be shining still
But they all started turning on each other
You see
The poets thought the dancers were shallow
And the soldiers thought the poets were weak
And the elders saw the young ones as foolish
And the rich man never heard
The poor man speak
And one by one, they ran away
With their made up minds to
Leave it all behind
And the light began to fade in
The city on the hill the city on the hill
Each one thought that they knew better
But they were different by design
Instead of standing strong together
They let their differences divide
And one by one, they ran away
With their made up minds to
Leave it all behind
And the light began to fade in
The city on the hill the city on the hill
And the world is searching still
But it was the rhythm of the
Dancers that gave the poets life
It was the spirit of the poets that
Gave the soldiers strength to fight
It was the fire of the young ones
It was the wisdom of the old
It was the story of the poor
Man that needed to be told
It is the rhythm of the dancers
That gives the poets life
It is the spirit of the poets that
Gives the soldiers strength to fight
It is the fire of the young ones
It is the wisdom of the old
It is the story of the poor
Man that's needing to be told
And one by one, will we run away
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade in
The city on the hill
And one by one, will we run away
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade in
The city on the hill the city on the hill
Come home and the father's calling still
Come home to the city on the hill
Come home