1. CITY

All life, keeps falling down
On this world gone wrong
And the shadows whisper names
All the lights are on outside
But the city feels all alone

Everything is glass and rain,
Lay me down, cause it’s cold outside
And the ghosts have come to feed

All those lies spoken lightly
Chasing gold and the top of things
But the trail grows cold under the streets

Light as rain we fall from the skies
Numb with cold and neon lights
They gather down below, waiting
Reading the truth in our lies.

All those lies spoken lightly
Chasing gold and the top of things
But the trail grows cold under the streets