The City
Ed Sheeran Lyrics


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This city never sleeps
I hear the people walk by when it's late
Sirens bleed through my windowsill
I can't close my eyes
Can't control what I'm into
This tower is alive
The lights that blind keep me awake
With my hood up and lace untied
Sleep fills my mind
Can't control what I'm into

London calls me a stranger
A traveler
This is now my home, my home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you
And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two

The pavement is my friend
And it will take me where I need to go
I find it trips me up
And puts me down
This is not what I'm used to
The shop across the road
Fulfills my needs and gives me company
When I need it
Voices speak through my walls
I don't think I'm gonna make it
Past tomorrow

London calls me a stranger
A traveler
This is now my home, my home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you
And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two

And my lungs hurt
And my ears bled
With the sound of the city life
Echoed in my head
Do I need this to keep me alive?
The traffic stops and starts
But I need to move along

London calls me a stranger
This is not my home, home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you




And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two

Overall Meaning

In Ed Sheeran's song "The City," he describes his love-hate relationship with London, where he has been "adopted" as a "stranger" and a "traveler," although it is not his true home. The noise and chaos of the city inspire him, but also tire him out. He tries to find solace in the bustle of the people and the buildings, the lights and the pavement, but he also feels lonely, disconnected, and struggling to survive.


The first verse sets the scene of the song, as Ed Sheeran portrays the sensory overload he experiences at night, when the sirens, the lights, and the people invade his senses and refuse to let him sleep. The second verse adds a dimension of longing and desperation, as he admits to feeling like a misfit in the city that he both loves and resents. He finds comfort in the mundane things, like the shop or the pavement, but he also feels trapped and abandoned, with only his thoughts and fears to keep him company.


The chorus, with its repetition of "This is now my home, my home," and "What I do isn't up to you," captures the sense of identity crisis that Ed Sheeran faces in the city. He is torn between his desire to belong and his need to assert his individuality. He is also aware of the irony that the city that never sleeps also shelters many sleepless souls like him, who are lost in its embrace.


Overall, "The City" is a poignant and introspective song that showcases Ed Sheeran's lyrical and emotional depth. It is a tribute to the contradictions and challenges of urban life, as well as a reminder of the beauty and resilience of the human spirit.


Line by Line Meaning

This city never sleeps
The city is always busy and active, never taking a break.


I hear the people walk by when it's late
Even late at night, there are still people walking around the city streets and making noise.


Sirens bleed through my windowsill
The sound of the police sirens can be heard even inside the building, making it hard to sleep.


I can't close my eyes
The person is having trouble sleeping and cannot fall asleep.


Can't control what I'm into
The person feels like they have no control over their current situation or lifestyle.


This tower is alive
The building feels like it has its own presence and energy within the city.


The lights that blind keep me awake
The bright lights of the city prevent the person from being able to sleep or rest properly.


With my hood up and lace untied
The person is wearing a hood and their shoelaces are untied, possibly indicating a more carefree or relaxed attitude towards their appearance and surroundings.


Sleep fills my mind
The person is constantly thinking about being able to rest or sleep, but is unable to do so.


London calls me a stranger
The city of London feels unfamiliar to the person.


A traveler
The person may feel like they are just passing through the city temporarily.


This is now my home, my home
Despite feeling like a stranger, the person considers London to be their current home.


I'm burning on the back street
The person feels a sense of excitement or restlessness, possibly due to their surroundings or lifestyle.


Stuck here sitting in the backseat
The person is feeling trapped or restricted in their current situation, as though they have no control over where they are going or what they are doing.


I'm blazing on the street
The person is filled with energy and intensity while out in the city.


What I do isn't up to you
The person is making their own choices and does not feel like they are accountable to anyone else for their actions.


And if the city never sleeps
If the city is always active and bustling, then the person is also always active and alert while there.


Then that makes two
The person identifies with the endless energy and vibrancy of the city itself.


The pavement is my friend
The ground beneath their feet is familiar and comforting, almost like a friend.


And it will take me where I need to go
The pavement serves as a guide, leading the person to their next destination.


I find it trips me up
The person sometimes makes mistakes or falls down while walking on the pavement, causing them to stumble or trip.


And puts me down
The person sometimes feels discouraged or defeated when they struggle to navigate the city streets.


This is not what I'm used to
The person may come from a different environment or background, making the city feel unfamiliar or strange to them.


The shop across the road
There is a store located directly across the street from the person's location.


Fulfills my needs and gives me company
The person appreciates the convenience and comfort of being close to a store, and may also enjoy the interactions they have with employees or other customers there.


When I need it
The store is a reliable resource for the person when they require something specific.


Voices speak through my walls
The person can hear sounds or voices coming from the surrounding buildings near their location.


I don't think I'm gonna make it
The person may be struggling with their current situation and doubts their ability to cope or survive in the city.


Past tomorrow
They are uncertain about their future in the city and do not have plans or aspirations beyond the immediate future.


And my lungs hurt
The air quality in the city is poor or polluted, causing the person physical discomfort.


And my ears bled
The loud and consistent noise of the city causes the person pain or discomfort in their ears.


With the sound of the city life
The noise and energy of the city is constantly present and unrelenting.


Echoed in my head
The sounds of the city are so pervasive that the person hears them even when it is quiet or they are alone.


Do I need this to keep me alive?
The person questions whether their current lifestyle or environment is really necessary for their survival or fulfillment.


The traffic stops and starts
The flow of cars and pedestrians in the city is unpredictable and constantly changing.


But I need to move along
Despite any obstacles or setbacks, the person is determined to keep moving forward and making progress in their life.


This is not my home, home
Despite previously feeling like they belonged in the city, the person now feels like an outsider and that it is not truly their home.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BDI Music Limited
Written by: Jake Gosling, Ed Sheeran

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@negronegro3286

"The City"

This city never sleeps
I hear the people walk by when it's late
Sirens bleed through my windowsill
I can't close my eyes
Don't control what I'm into
This tower is alive
The lights that blind keep me awake
My hood up and lace untied
Sleep fills my mind
Don't control what I'm into

London calls me a stranger
A traveler
This is now my home, my home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you
And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two

The pavement is my friend
Hey, and it will take me where I need to go
I find it trips me up
And puts me down
This is not what I'm used to
The shop across the road
Fulfills my needs and gives me company
When I need it
Voices speak through my walls
I don't think I'm gonna make it
Past tomorrow

London calls me a stranger
A traveler
This is now my home, my home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you
And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two

And my lungs hurt
And my ears bled
With the sound of the city life
Echoed in my head
Do I need this to keep me alive?
The traffic stops and starts
But I need to move along

London calls me a stranger
This is not my home, home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you
And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two



@rumpelstillkills8036

his city never sleeps
I hear the people walk by when it's late
Sirens bleed through my windowsill
I can't close my eyes
Don't control what I'm into

This tower is alive
The lights that blind keep me awake
With my hood up and lace untied
Sleep fills my mind
Don't control what I'm into

London calls me a stranger
A traveller
This is now my home, my home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
And I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you
And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two

The pavement is my friend
It will take me where I need to go
I find it trips me up
And puts me down
This is not what I'm used to

The shop across the road
Fulills my needs and gives me company
When I need it
Voices speak through my walls
I don't think I'm gonna make it
Past tomorrow

London calls me a stranger
A traveller
This is now my home, home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you
And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two

And my lungs hurt

And my ears bled
With the sound of the city life
Echoed in my head
Do I need this to keep me alive?
The traffic stops and starts
But I need to move along

I'm from a city where the rain won't cease
Pollution in the air matches that on the street
The black smoke gets you head into a muddle, like
Walking into elephant syringes in the puddle, like
I was a country boy when I moved out
Grew up too fast for my family to find out
Now I try to stop my music running into nosedives
Can't resort to arrogance with white lies

This city won't erase me
But I can't help to see how this dark city changed me
It's all the same scene, music is my life
But now I try to fight whatever I need to hide from
North, South, East, West, London's my home now
Knees weak, but we never slow down
Now I start to do my music properly
And stay from all the negative shit that will follow me

London calls me a stranger
This is not my home, home
I'm burning on the back street
Stuck here sitting in the backseat
I'm blazing on the street
What I do isn't up to you
And if the city never sleeps
Then that makes two



All comments from YouTube:

@caifabe8050

As someone who is currently struggling with homelessness, this song hits hard.

@bedrokkpebbles8888

I pray you find a home & strength 🙏🏾

@nusta7496

I hope you’ll find a good place!

@plimmerton3992

Hey man all love here to u

@caifabe8050

update: i cant remember when i posted this comment but ive been in my own apartment and off of the streets for a little over a year and a half now. moved in in April 2020.

@plimmerton3992

@@caifabe8050 good going bro 🙏😊

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@blackhawkX02

This is such a great song and it seems to be so underrated.....

@kyanataylaa608

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@florians.849

Great? :O the song is not great. It is just fantastic...

@samuelwegwart9702

This is one of the best he's written

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