London In July

(альбом: Time Machine - 2022)

I can't hold your hand
I can't take the stage
In my mind we're dancing
See us masquerading

In the dead of the night
You are my guiding light

Took down every word
Swallowed notes to memory
I thought I'd get my own back
Thought that I might fight back

Felt them take my air
But they did not starve me
It only got me higher
Only got us further away

In the dead of the night
You are my guiding light
Stay awhile and I'll try
My hardest not to lie

Witness within me a fire
I am exploding with rage
Bursting right out of the seams
To be somebody else
Tell me, what is this desire
I never knew I could feel?
Stronger than concrete but vulnerable
All at that the same time

London in July
You have left a scar
In my mind we're dancing
See us masquerading