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Big city calling, I hear the echo outside |
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There's something so frightening in the deep western sky |
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I wish it was simple saying goodbye |
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Comfort me later, for now let me cry |
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Will cracks in the pavement bring me some sort of truth |
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Will they find some way to remind me of you |
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Will the train running eastbound help me remember my part |
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Will the wish for release fill the holes in my heart |
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The sky filled with phantoms in their towers of light |
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And lovers so restless give themselves to the night |
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If you cut me wide open and you looked deep inside |
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Would you find something deeper than this worrying mind? |
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This room is too empty and these streets are too wide |
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And I don't have the patience for this pain to subside |
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So I'm off to the land of litter and lights |
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Where rats in the tunnels keep the ghosts up all night |
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I'll learn the streets slowly, maybe find someone new |
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We'll drink up the sunrise and wake up with the moon |
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But I'm not so stupid, I'm not such a fool |
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To think that I'll stop |
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Stop thinking of you |
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I'm not so stupid, I'm not such a fool |
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To think that I'll stop |
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Stop thinking of you |
