The City That Doesnt Exist

Am          G                     
When I was young you taught me the
 Am
 pain
   Am             G               
I learned that a lot of things 
     Am
were in vain
 C            G         F        
When I was a young man you showed
        C
 me the way
C             G              F  
But whatever happened there was 
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no doubt to stay
Am           G                 Am
Stay in the city that doesn’t exist

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Wherever I am I’m missing your flair
The smell of baking-powder 
everywhere in the air
I know the malls in London, Paris 
and Rome
Amsterdam, Copenhagen, but I wanna 
get back home
Home to the city, that doesn’t exist

The forest so near and the fields 
always green
The rain and the mist can’t conceal 
what I see
You are the place, where I will 
spend my life
The ground of my roots and sometimes
 my pride
Although they say, you doesn’t exist

They say you are the capital of the 
province
But I don’t care: They don’t know 
any inch
Never sat near the lake watching the
 sun rise
Never stood on the fortress when the
 autumn wind cried
Let them believe in their trash – I 
know you exist