A New City Ode

I've moved around a lot. With each new city a new adventure but also a struggle to overcome anonymity, secure my place, and write my own story. There's always a song or two that comes to mind when I reflect on my nomadic excursions.

When I first moved to Berlin I discovered this ode to unfamiliar streets by perusing the CD collection left behind by the owners of our sublet. It soon became my go-to anthem for new city beginnings: asking what can I give but also what are you holding for me? 


Dear city I live in  

I want to be your friend

Will you let me be your friend?

I dress in white and blue

Just to look like you

I want to look like you

 

Millions of hearts

Are writing their stories

On your silver streets

What are you holding for me?

You're where it starts

I'm singing "no guts, no glory"

On your silver streets

What are you holding for me?

 

I know we've only just met

You don't know me yet

But I won't let you down

Now I'll dance underneath your rain

I like all your shades of grey

I'm gonna wear you like a crown

What are you holding for me?

 

Millions of hearts

Are writing their stories

On your silver streets

What are you holding for me?

You're where it starts

Singing "no guts, no glory"

On your silver streets

What are you holding of me?

 

Lyrics to "Silver Streets" the 11th song on the debut album of German/Swiss indie duo Boy entitled "Mutual Friends". Listen in the Unadorned playlist on Spotify.