I was left to my own devices Many days fell away with nothing to show And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes But if you close your Close
Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your
I was left to my own devices Many days fell away with nothing to show And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
Oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins?
But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like You've been here before?
Compositor: Daniel Campbell Smith (PRS)Editor: Bastille Music Ltd.Publicado em 2014ECAD verificado obra #7755322 e fonograma #13297803 em 08/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM