[Intro] (One, two, three, four...) The sign is hanging crooked The avenue is bare [Verse 1] I found your photograph beneath the station floor A ticket from a kingdom that can’t be found anymore The courthouse clock is frozen at a quarter after five We learned to call it history just to say we’re still alive [Pre-Chorus] The old parade route gathers dust The painted names have turned to rust [Chorus] We keep the pulse of fallen worlds Under our skin, under the dirt When every tower meets the ground We pass the last small rhythm around No crown, no flag, no promised shore Just one more beat than there was before [Verse 2] The cinema is boarded, but the marquee still says June A paper moon is swinging in an empty afternoon Your brother kept the records in a basement by the tracks He played them for the neighbors till the ceiling gave way back [Pre-Chorus] The power lines are quiet now Still something moves beneath this town [Chorus] We keep the pulse of fallen worlds Under our skin, under the dirt When every tower meets the ground We pass the last small rhythm around No crown, no flag, no promised shore Just one more beat than there was before [Bridge] (Instrumental funk breakdown) The river changed its course The gardens lost their names We swept the glass from doorways And carried on the flame [Chorus] We keep the pulse of fallen worlds Under our skin, under the dirt When every tower meets the ground We pass the last small rhythm around No crown, no flag, no promised shore Just one more beat than there was before [Outro] (Keep it moving) If you remember, say my name If you remember, do the same The world is gone, the pulse remains
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