Concrete Atlas

(álbum: Lusitania - 2003)

This town is a ghost town, of funerals and let downs
The list of dead, it goes on and on and on
The sidewalks ache from the weight of holding up broken hearts
I'm giving up on moving on

What used to fill these streets with life
Has thrown a brick right through our lives now
So don't hold back
And this could be our only chance
The only chance we have to take now
So don't hold back

And forget about
The bricks we wear around our necks tonight
And forget about
Every second up to this tonight

Here's to the walking casualties of heavy handed, subtlety
So raise a drink
And forget about every second up to this tonight
The feelings gone

We'll break the windows and the chairs
And finally start a fire
Burning at both ends
I might be everything you need
And you might be the same for me
Burning at both ends

This town is a ghost town, of funerals and let downs
The list of dead, it goes on and on and on
The sidewalks ache from the weight of holding up broken hearts
I'm giving up on moving on