Our noise behaves of neon lights

we find our way Lost souls dancing

through the night no time to sway

In the echoes of the city streets

we feel the light Chasing dreams,

chasing stars under the urban sky

We're the children of the concrete

jungle Where dreams are made and

hearts still rumble In the chaos we

find our river In the shadows we

paint our prison On the edge of

broken dreams we stand tall Defined

gravity will never fall In the

synth, me of car horns, we hear our

song.

We'll rise above, we'll carry it

on and we'll right the wrongs.

We're the children of the concrete

jungle.

Dreams are made and hearts still

rumble.

In the chaos we'll find our river.

We're the children of the concrete

jungle.

All the dreams are made and hearts

still rumble In the chaos we find

our rhythm In the shadows we paint

our prison with the children of the

concrete jungle where dreams are

made and hearts still rumble In the

chaos we f-