(G)Late afternoon, back in New York town (Em)Waking up as the wheels touch down (D/F#)Pick up my guitar and walk away (C)Wish I was going home to stay (G)Line of taxis, I wait my turn (Em)Tar and asphalt, exhaust and fumes Be(D/F#)side the road on a patch of ground (C)Taxi drivers are kneeling down 'Neath the (G)concrete sky I watch them pray While the (Em)people of the world hurry on their way I (D/F#)think they're praying for us all today And the (C)stories that fell from the sky that day CHORUS (Em)This is the (C)land of the (G)living (D/F#) (Em)This is the (C)land that's (D/F#)mine (Em)She still watches (C)over Man(G)hattan (D/F#) She's still (Em)holding onto that (C)torch for (D/F#)life Back home (G)fire's still burning, I can see it in the air (Em)Pictures of faces posted everywhere They say (D/F#)"Hazel eyes and chestnut hair (C)Mother of two, missing down there" I pass the (G)firemen on duty tonight (Em)Carpets of flowers in candlelight And (D/F#)"Thank you" in a child's scrawl (C)Taped to the 3rd Street firehouse wall There's (G)shadows of the lost on the faces I see (Em)Brothers and strangers on this island of grief There's (D/F#)death in the air but there's life on this street (C)There's life on this street CHORUS (G)Got in a taxi, said "Hudson St. please" He (Em)started the meter and he looked at me I (D/F#)glanced at his name on the back of the seat And I (C)looked out the window at the ghost-filled streets I (G)noticed cuts on his hand and his face I said (Em)"You're bleeding, are you okay?" He said "I'm (D/F#)not so good, got beat up today And I'm (C)not one of them no matter what they say I'm just (G)worried about my family My (Em)wife's in the house and she's scared to leave" (D/F#)And I didn't know what to say I didn't know what to say (C)But I said a prayer for him (D/F#)anyway (Em)This is the (C)land of the (G)living (D/F#) (Em)This is the (C)land that's (D/F#)mine (Em)She still watches (C)over Man(G)hattan (D/F#) She's still (Em)holding onto that (C)torch for (D/F#)life Holding on for (G)life