Sing It Again
Shall we do another one then? Let's go. Alright.
A town of disrespect, the trains are wrecked
The night is younger than us
Nowhere is anywhere else, you keep to yourself
Stirring the dregs where I have laid
The exit signs are flashing
Dead ends they won't come to life anymore
I pledge the rest, I should have guessed
Your love was hanging by threads
Tongues tied under the moon
My love is a room of broken bottles and tangled webs
The misers wind their minds like clocks that grind their gears on and on
And if it's meant, some accident, some coincidence
Crumbs fall out of the sky when you wander by
The dust clouds blow when nobody's home
Oh won't you lay my bags upon the funeral fire and sing it again?
Oh won't you lay my bags upon the funeral fire and sing it again?
