City On The Hill

	  		verse 1: 

Bm                                                  D* 
Did you hear of the city on the hill? 
C                                                                     Em7 
Said one old man to the other 
Bm                                                                         D* 
It once shined bright and it would be shining still 
C                                                                     Em7 
But they all started turning on each other 

verse 2: 

Bm                                                                    D* 
You see, the poets thought the dancers were shallow 
C                                                                      Em7 
And the soldiers thought the poets were weak 
Bm                                                                       D* 
And the elders saw the young ones as foolish 
C                                                                       Em7 
And the rich man never heard the poor man speak 

Chorus: 

G 
And one by one 
D 
They ran away 
C 
With their made up minds 
Em7 
To leave it all behind 
G                       D 
And the light began to fade 
C 
In the city on the hill 
C 
The city on the hill 

verse 3: 

Bm                                                                   D* 
Each one thought that they knew better 
C                                                                    Em7 
That they were different by design 
Bm                                                                   D* 
Instead of standing strong together 
C                                                                    Em7 
They let their differences divide 

Chorus: 

G 
And one by one 
D 
They ran away 
C 
With their made up minds 
Em7 
To leave it all behind 
G                       D 
And the light began to fade 
C 
In the city on the hill 
C 
The city on the hill 
Passage: 

Bm   D*   C     Em7 
                And the world is searching still 
Bm   D*   C 

Bridge: 

G 
But it was the rhythm of the dancers 
That gave the poets life 
D 
It was the spirit of the poets 
C 
That gave the soldiers strength to fight 
G 
It was the fire of the young ones 
Bm 
It was the wisdom of the old 
C 
It was the story of the poor man 
That needed to be told 

Ending: 

Bm      D*     C 
                Come home 
Em7 
And the Father's calling still 
Bm      D*     C 
                Come home 
Em7 
To the city on the hill 
Bm      D*     C 
                Come home