Many million people go about their lives Hustling in the bustle like bees about their hives.
A city full of stories like a mighty, ancient book More characters develop every time you take a look.
Shining, glowing apple for the fairest of them all Growing on the tree-branch and the fruit may never fall.
Bordering two oceans, only one that you can see. Thriving on them both; one the nation, one the sea.
Pulse of economics, market prices fall and rise. Empire, trade and nations stand United in our eyes.
If I'd one hopeful wish for Time, this is what it'd be: While Lady Liberty's light glows, it shines on this city.